Ice T
Hold the applause, give me that thing that I love
Hold the applause Put your hands up
Hold the applause, give me that thing that I love
Hold the applause Put your hands up
I'm so icy
French vanilla women want me nightly
I'm hyphy, 150 on me and I might be
I'm likely to ball on all these niggas like I'm Mikey
I'm pricey, niggas talking reckless need some ice t
Tattoos on my skin make her mouth melt
Heavyweight champ even got the belt (Can you smell?)
Hoes on my line had to to share the wealth
I keep it iceberg slim when she try stealth (5 fingers)
168 Hours in a week, in a week
I don't eat the kitty I ain't Vietnamese (Damn son)
Polo down to the socks with the jeans
She want a nigga kids cause she looking at the genes
I'm that nigga, you know what I spit
I've been the realest since I was 10
July 99 was the case I know I won't forget
Murder was the case, the case was dead
Said she want 100's, said she want Benz
Told her hit my line tonight
And that bitch didn't text me back what?
I'm so icy
French vanilla women want me nightly
I'm hyphy, 150 on me and I might be
I'm likely to ball on all these niggas like I'm Mikey
I'm pricey, niggas talking reckless need some ice t
I'm so icy
French vanilla women want me nightly
I'm hyphy, 150 on me and I might be
I'm likely to ball on all these niggas like I'm Mikey
I'm pricey, niggas acting reckless need some ice t
I ain't throwing cash at ass and titties
Spent your rent outside the city
And I got an itty bitty white girl with some fucking titties
And I love the way she shop
And she love the way I rock
On the lake with the fucking ops
But never ever trust the cops
Bitches rolling up the swisher
Rings on me like I'm D. fisher
Had a little talk with Molly
And I think I love her sister
Cause Mary treats me right
Been going hard all night
Basic bitches snorting white
I ain't worried I'm T'd up
Ricky bobby need for speed uh
They ask me why'd you leave uh
I don't know I'm not a keeper
Killing these raps I'm the reaper
Baking beats just like a pizza
Swipe the card I ain't talking visa
In the Ora like I'm Rita
C4rtier don't call me anemia
(Mosh pit inserted)
Now if you in the fucking club
Put your fucking hands up
All my niggas all my bitches
Bout to turn the fuck up
Tear the club the fuck up
Everybody mosh pit
If you don't give a fuck
I said turn the fuck up
Now if you in the fucking club
Put your fucking hands up
All my niggas all my bitches
Bout to turn the fuck up
Tear the club the fuck up
Everybody mosh pit
If you don't give a fuck
I said turn the fuck up
Hold the applause Put your hands up
Hold the applause, give me that thing that I love
Hold the applause Put your hands up
I'm so icy
French vanilla women want me nightly
I'm hyphy, 150 on me and I might be
I'm likely to ball on all these niggas like I'm Mikey
I'm pricey, niggas talking reckless need some ice t
Tattoos on my skin make her mouth melt
Heavyweight champ even got the belt (Can you smell?)
Hoes on my line had to to share the wealth
I keep it iceberg slim when she try stealth (5 fingers)
168 Hours in a week, in a week
I don't eat the kitty I ain't Vietnamese (Damn son)
Polo down to the socks with the jeans
She want a nigga kids cause she looking at the genes
I'm that nigga, you know what I spit
I've been the realest since I was 10
July 99 was the case I know I won't forget
Murder was the case, the case was dead
Said she want 100's, said she want Benz
Told her hit my line tonight
And that bitch didn't text me back what?
I'm so icy
French vanilla women want me nightly
I'm hyphy, 150 on me and I might be
I'm likely to ball on all these niggas like I'm Mikey
I'm pricey, niggas talking reckless need some ice t
I'm so icy
French vanilla women want me nightly
I'm hyphy, 150 on me and I might be
I'm likely to ball on all these niggas like I'm Mikey
I'm pricey, niggas acting reckless need some ice t
I ain't throwing cash at ass and titties
Spent your rent outside the city
And I got an itty bitty white girl with some fucking titties
And I love the way she shop
And she love the way I rock
On the lake with the fucking ops
But never ever trust the cops
Bitches rolling up the swisher
Rings on me like I'm D. fisher
Had a little talk with Molly
And I think I love her sister
Cause Mary treats me right
Been going hard all night
Basic bitches snorting white
I ain't worried I'm T'd up
Ricky bobby need for speed uh
They ask me why'd you leave uh
I don't know I'm not a keeper
Killing these raps I'm the reaper
Baking beats just like a pizza
Swipe the card I ain't talking visa
In the Ora like I'm Rita
C4rtier don't call me anemia
(Mosh pit inserted)
Now if you in the fucking club
Put your fucking hands up
All my niggas all my bitches
Bout to turn the fuck up
Tear the club the fuck up
Everybody mosh pit
If you don't give a fuck
I said turn the fuck up
Now if you in the fucking club
Put your fucking hands up
All my niggas all my bitches
Bout to turn the fuck up
Tear the club the fuck up
Everybody mosh pit
If you don't give a fuck
I said turn the fuck up
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Writer(s): Aaron Walker
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