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gucci mane - so icey pt 2 lyrics

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many screw up in this b-tch dropping cash on it, cash on it
watch so sick, my chain so sick that all my …
i fall soon in a big zippy day that all my cuffs got scratches on ‘em
who’s your b-tch? she’s super retched, keep that getting lock, waiting to break it
hood n-gg-, i’m super cl-ssy, she can’t p-ss no beauty pageant
but she got stupid -ss and my gas against the package
head it to that package stole, i had to drop off that extra baggage
45 oh, look at them racks, oh yeah my p-ss got …

grew up in this b-tch, pull a do-up in this b-tch
and i’m bringing track round back in hip hop in this b-tch
as i pushed up with my walling stuff i had to go get some blunt squeeze
call me gucci mane, gucci two times
but i only can f-ck you once, b-tch

all my n-gg-s got money on ‘em
couple these n-gg-s got warrants on ‘em
all these n-gg-s got pistols on ‘em
your hoe got her eyes on ‘em
all these n-gg-s got pending charges
all these n-gg-s got suspended licenses
all my n-gg-s got stupid goons
and all my n-gg-s be super icy
super, super duper icy

walking, wanna change air like lightning
yo, slip on looking at them
caught you emotional, looking frightened
i just bought you 100 pounds
i’mma need me some philly tigers
i think i should cop it right
‘cause half of these n-gg-s out here be biting
gucci mane cool and the boy go fool
but i swear to god, man, i don’t like it
when i see the lid i’mma shoot ‘em all
better bring your gun and leave your knife
take my advice out
n-gg-, make my day, don’t see your night
n-gg-, pray every day before you leave your house
get killed in your boots ‘cause you like that light
gucci mane love them dirty n-gg-
all my n-gg-s talk dirty pistols, in your chair in 30 minutes
seeing them smoke 200 swishers
get to the club like beating n-gg-s, pushing against 200 pistols
life full of product, got a pocket full of money
and that godd-mn b-tch gonna yank it quicker

grew up in this b-tch, pull a do-up in this b-tch
and i’m bringing track round back in hip hop in this b-tch
as i pushed up with my walling stuff i had to go get some blunt squeeze
call me gucci mane, gucci two times
but i only can f-ck you once, b-tch

all my n-gg-s got money on ‘em
couple these n-gg-s got warrants on ‘em
all these n-gg-s got pistols on ‘em
your hoe got her eyes on ‘em
all these n-gg-s got pending charges
all these n-gg-s got suspended licenses
all my n-gg-s got stupid goons
and all my n-gg-s be super icy

call me gucci mane, gucci two times
but i only can f-ck you once, b-tch



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