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majik & ladyypolo - ice me out lyrics

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[intro]
yo, yo, let’s go, yo, it’s majik

[chorus: majik]
only with bad b+tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f+ck a bandana, period (no n+gga)
f+ck, ice me out, n+gga, eat me out and go about your business

[verse 1: majik]
go, go get the bag, n+gga
gucci bag, no lv
all your music ain’t sellin’ him
when it come to my b+tches, we wealthy (that money)
call pablo, told’em i need like twelve keys (i need it)
sneezed on you b+tches
i need my blessings
go get the money
go get the bag, b+tch (go get it)
all you ant body b+tches splash on’еm, it’s habit (drip, drip)
it’s a big body b+tch (h+llo, it’s majik, it’s me)
can’t f+ck with me or f+ck with my racks, b+tch (that monеy)

[chorus: majik]
only with bad b+tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f+ck a bandana, period (no n+gga)
f+ck, ice me out, n+gga, eat me out and go about your business
only with bad b+tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f+ck a bandana, period (no n+gga)
f+ck, ice me out, n+gga, eat me out and go about your business
[verse 2: ladyypolo & majik]
nig+, nig+nig+nig…
eat me out and go about your business
stackin’ money, gettin’ to the chicken
diamonds on me and them b+tches sickin’
need a boss n+gga that got them riches
for a mean drip, me and designer stitches
put this p+ssy on him and it taste delicious
32 to my type of inches
call polo and she get the mission
clean my plate like you washin’ dishes
then i clean your set for take all your riches
i earn the prize like a son of b+tch
ain’t no handouts, this ain’t division
stackin’ money’til i get the mission
got that boy on me and his name is dylan
he like that i can’t reach his center
tall b+tch, yeah, he like the feeling

[chorus: majik]
only with bad b+tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f+ck a bandana, period (no n+gga)
f+ck, ice me out, n+gga, eat me out and go about your business

[verse 3: ladyypolo]
get it up
i need the cash, i run up the stack
i need a baby that got us some tracks
i need a n+gga that’s gon’ do both
f+ck me good and give me that bag
i got good p+ssy, i don’t mean to brag
i got the mac and the duffel bag
i’ll put a sh+t just don’t crash
i told that b+tch i was on her ass
i’m a bad b+tch, i’m on my sh+t
tell that lil’ b+tch stay off my d+ck
to the 4’5, extend that clip
keep back straight for a second
hoe b+tch, he outta joke quick
that n+gga snitched, betraying y’all loyalty over some bricks
n+ggas ain’t tryna stop fleeting the fit
ain’t got 12 tryna kick your sh+t
ain’t dodgin’ no b+tch, i’m out in the open
i’m relaxed and my gun fully loaded
shot in the stomach, got the b+tch bloated
n+gga get me out’til brother notice
ha, n+gga, you me out, took by the notice, period
[outro: majik & ladyypolo]
cash not talk about ice me out, n+gga, eat me the f+ck out
and go about your f+cking business, period
no games, n+gga, period
period, we coming for you b+tches
at y’all’s throats, ha, ha, period, ha, period, ha, period, period
b+tch, it’s majik and ladyypolo in this b+tch, yo, yo, ah, yo, yah
b+tch, f+ck it up hoe



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