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icewear vezzo - that's it lyrics

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[intro]
(woodonthebeat)
yeah, this it right here, brown
drank god
ayy
let it ride for a minute, though
yeah
let it ride
what?
what?

[verse]
yeah, f+ck about your love sh+t, my n+ggas happy, ayy (yeah)
got an attitude, but i’m trigger happy, ayy (bah)
said he want some smoke, n+gga, send the addy (send the address)
quarter milli’ all hundreds sittin’ in the attic (woo)
i can show you how to hustle, n+gga, grind right (yeah)
let everything fall in place when the time right (when the time right)
these b+tches doin’ anything for thе limelight (anything)
when you up, they try to pull you down likе flyin’ kites (ugh)
i be at the pistons game like a ballplayer (what?)
twenty racks the long way, i’m a dog layer (long way)
come and sign to iur, ain’t no frauds here (iur)
ask me what’s the prices on the ‘bows, we got all ages, yeah (yeah)
got it out the mud, i don’t call favors (never)
stick pokin’ out my shirt and i ain’t off papers (for real?)
n+ggas runnin’ to the cops, let the law save them (rats)
the only time i ever copped a plea was when i fought cases (facts, n+gga)
ralo rollin’ off a flat, he can’t talk straight (ralo)
shoot a n+gga in his knee, he can’t walk straight (bah, bah)
told the label cut the check, i want all pape’ (where the money at?)
yeah, throwin’ up that six like a star shape (6 print)
i went up on the shows, had to change my digits (want a dub)
she ain’t write when i was down, had to change my b+tch (f+ck her)
i walked in the party leanin’, i came on switches (yeah)
hit a p+ssy n+gga where it hurt, gotta change your stitches (get it?)
i switched to the percocet, used to pop barkleys (bars)
type of n+gga let it fly at the block party (bah)
in miami pourin’ eights in a drop ‘rari (skrrt)
yeah, we’ll shoot this b+tch up, i do not argue (uh+uh)
mix the yellow with the purple, i’m a laker now (r.i.p. kobe)
if she don’t f+ck the first night, i won’t take her out (nah)
i fell in love with the money, i’m a caker now (what?)
heard you used to be a real n+gga, you a hater now, ugh (you a p+ssy)
[outro]
that’s it



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