Icy

I'm icy, I'm icy, I'm icy, so icy

So icy, I'm icy, so icy, so icy

All these girls excited, ooh, ya know they like it

I'm so icy, so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it, all your friends invited

I'm so icy, so icy

(Let's go)

Got a house around my neck, and my wrist on chill (Chill)

Any given time, two-fifty in ya grill (A quarter million?)

All I do is talk shit (Ay)

You can even add a couple grand for my outfit, yeah

You better act like ya know, man (What?)

In my hood they call me Jeezy the Snowman

Ya get it? Get it?

Jeezy the Snowman (Chyeah)

I'm iced out (Ay)

Plus I got snow, man (Ay)

Let it marinate

Y'all **** is slow, man (Slow, man)

Man, what the fuck y'all dumb ass (Dumb ass)

I used to get nineteen for a beat (Chyeah)

Call me Ginuwine, the same ol' G (Ol' G)

I'm the shit, bitch, I need toiled paper (Damn)

And some air freshener, **** (What?)

Fuck a hater (Chyeah)

These **** don't like me (Why?)

I'm with the Gucci Man and I'm so icy (All these girls, ay)

All these girls excited, ooh, ya know they like it

I'm so icy, so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it, all your friends invited

I'm so icy, so icy

She diggin' my fit, she think I'm the shit

Is it the chain on my neck, or the watch in my wrist?

Maybe the ice in my ear, or my bracelet

But she look like the type that could take a dick

Aw, young Gucci Mane

Don't kiss me, baby, you can kiss my chain

Aw, you gotta be a dime piece

Just to look at the rocks in my time-piece

Aw, I come through in a drop-top Jag

Or a old-school Chevy with the antique tag

My pockets so heavy that I can't walk steady

**** coppin' ice, we done done it already

Got a gold grill but it's not from Eddie

I ride big Chevys 'cause a **** ain't petty

I'm icy, so motherfucking snowed up

Little kids wanna be like Gucci when they grow up

Oh, me, Jeezy and Boo

We ain't hatin', pussy ****', go on, do what you do

'Cause we icy, so icy

We icy, so icy

All these girls excited, ooh, ya know they like it

I'm so icy, so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it, all your friends invited

I'm so icy, so icy

Yeah, yeah, I'm hoppin' out the Range with the seats piped out

You can still see my chain even when the lights out

'Cause that's how mobsters do it

Spit a lil' game, give 'em that flossin' music

I'm a man from the C-H-I

These lames runnin' 'round thinking they so fly

Got a lil' buzz, but Boo been too high

I pull them hoes in the club and I don't even try

I guess when she glance at my wrist, she want to get my dick

I tell her holla at Jeezy if ya wanna pop Cris'

Get at Gucci Man 'cause he on some hood shit

And you know I'm in the cut, grippin' my four-fifth

Like, let a **** trip, now we ain't running

We just takin' all ya chicks, buyin' drinks, gettin' blunted

Boo can show you how to do this, son

We throwin' out hundreds while you savin' them ones, ****

I got so many rocks in my chain and watch

I know I'm the shit, my chain hang down to my dick

I know I'm the bomb, just look at my charm

I know I'm the shit, my chain hang down to my dick

(It hang, girl)

All these girls excited, ooh, ya know they like it

I'm so icy, so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it, all your friends invited

I'm so icy, so icy

(I'm so icy, baby, I'm so icy)

Look at my charms

My chain, hang, down to my dick