Icey Dicey - Tory Lanez
Man I f_ck every b_tch ion Toronto
Loud party in my condo
I got tissue deep in
It's like easter spring in Montana
F_cked up but I'm still dry
F_cked up but I'm still dry
Now I'm playing that she joking
Where the f_ck is my real drive
I'm air dropping she pill popping
Make black balling I'm still dropping
And I'm toned up on that rail stop
And the swap boys never will stop
5'9 and she found some
Baddest f_ck but you find too
My pocket know I am flying too
And I make a chick break a chick
Lake down and give her d_ck
Long in the night with your baby like
We're trying to get at your lady
It's only hopping step in
Ladies don't stop let me get guac
In the room like just let me get top
Pay me to f_ck me b_tch tell me to guac
We got them b_tches a penny a pop
Pennies will pop then they got drop
Man I'm on top n_gga don't stop
God don't know where them blamers gonna pop
I say damn I wreck it like Hannibal Lector
Back on my solid this animal setting
Acting no anger just hang me to thank
Back off the thing and leave chesses like checkers
Flashes don't even come check on my checks
Pay low and I bailout
We'd be talking, that's pain up
Four car I'm sitting tall
It's so hard just to lay low
What's wrong with my wrist?
Eyeball, eyelids
Chico mi kaki cause she can't s_ck my d_ck
It's too bad I'm too fly
How was your girl?
How was your girl?
Two words uuu a
Come tell my n_ggas who's up?
Drinking liquor with my n_ggas
Wifing down on like granny holes
I know that I might get caught
But sh_t n_gga there's plenty more
Endlessly we can get brought up on Hennessy
Roll up and twist in the remedy
F_cking with b_tches that's 20
They look like 20 telling you
Calling as she know
Call as she close
She be wanting all
She f_ck with my...
Me I'm trying to cut cut close
She gone making payments if I think...
And I might let her f_ck
I might let her f_ck
I might let her f_ck
I might let her f_ck
Man what the f_ck's wrong with these hoes, bro?
King sh_t no cobra
Got a sling clip no shoulder
Strap on a n_gga don't stop
Back on a n_gga back home
Like post up I'm in a row trap
Ghost riding hitting folks less
My n_gga Jay shining with the gold cuffs
Like this sh_t, damn n_gga I'm this sh_t
Cold bin like damn n_gga I'm sea sick
Sea slick on that g sh_t
I got a whip calling and my brae slip
Hating hard and you ain't my dog
Why you all on that lee sh_t?
G6 paint flies Jay's on plain flights
Cut you late I hit you dang twice
Man for the frame I've been the same nights
When a damn title with your name right
What your frame like?
They flaming I'm drunk driving
Get off my d_ck... playing right? Right
And I'm so on and I'm all on
Got the main light on the main street
In the daylight with my chain bright
Got a dang right...
It ain't right but I do it though
Acting like you got all that bread
It ain't like you got too much dough
Where you go with all that head?
I ain't up for talking I know
Shorty like my features so
I'd be swing on double D
I got hoses that is my features
Some 44 for them...
These shorties know I got heaters
But all you hear is like beepers
Put all my...
All that sh_t just between them
She pillow bite like she teething
I hear major breaks I'm like genius
Chain my double for time
Your b_tch is still calling
I dig her like we ain't got women
See I like women spicy like they came
So if I put for longer
Then I'll be f_cking that model
She'd be all day long she f_ck with my club
Me I'm tryint to cut cut close
She gone making payments if I think...
And I might let her f_ck
I might let her f_ck
I might let her f_ck
I might let her f_ck
Come my n_gga Jay got dough
Got this block...
If you're looking for your b_tch
She on top of our d_cks
This all yours...
Meet a bad b_tch I might let her f_ck
You know what I'm saying
You can't just f_ck me for free
I might let you f_ck baby
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