rocky badd – show my ice lyrics
show my ice lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah
show my ice when i’m feelin’ bored, you be tuckin’ yours
this that life b+tches wishin’ for, i give b+tches more
show my ice
b+tch, i show my ice
yeah
yeah
[chorus]
i show my ice when i’m feelin’ bored, you be tuckin’ yours
this that life b+tches wishin’ for, i give b+tches more
f+ck him right ’til this p+ssy pour, i leave n+ggas sore
keep him cummin’ more, bustin’ like it’s war, make him touch it more
i show my ice, ain’t no feelin’ poor, ain’t no duckin’ wh0res
it’s on sight, what they lookin’ for? b+tch, i’m poppin’ more
it’s only right i send a shot that score, f+ck sh+t get ignored
keep ’em talkin’ more, b+tches had a wave, but not no more
[verse 1]
b+tch, i get paid, but i want more
try to flex, then i want yours
from that way, so i need more
ghetto b+tch, chill at the store
i got n+ggas in my face
turn ’em down, so now they yours
can’t no b+tches take my place
slow me down or close no doors
i’m a lit b+tch, i can flip ish, get ’em dismissed
b+tches this big, now they 6’6″, slap a b+tch, yeah
calm it down sis, come lay down, b+tch, you know that glock sh+t
this p+ssy or this drip gon’ make you drown if you around, b+tch
got ’em waitin’ on me
it’s a gamble with your life, you try to take it from me
give a f+ck what labels like, i got ’em hatin’ on me
i did it once, i do it twice, ain’t nothin’ basic on me
ain’t sh+t shakin’, homie, look
all they do is talk, ain’t sh+t happen, sh+t, i’m deaf, though
b+tches soft, they be with that actin’, i don’t sweat hoes
see it often, even if she sneeze, i wouldn’t bless hoes
put ’em in a coffin, tell these b+tches come to death row
sh+lls pop at a d+mn opp
i’ll beat a b+tch ’til my hands lock
i was gettin’ my hands hot
out the mud while y’all was in the sandbox
my n+ggas know who i ride for
if you ain’t with us, you can die slow (lil’ b+tch)
i was raised to be war ready (lil’ b+tch)
i can drop a b+tch with my eyes closed (lil’ b+tch)
did sh+t only god knows
got away with sh+t they get time for
couple scars, but i’m fine, though
it could turn a n+gga into john doe (john doe)
b+tches fake, what they lyin’ for? (lyin’ for)
if i up pape’, then it’s mines, ho (mines, ho)
i could do this sh+t with a blindfold (blindfold)
still wastin’ b+tches without tryin’, though
[chorus]
i show my ice, i ain’t feelin’ yours, i hurt feelings more
sh+t i like, why i grip it more, kiss his d+ck some more
if it’s a price, then i’m pretty sure i can make it more
send some rastas with some choppers, make these n+ggas hit the floor
show my ice, make ’em feel it more, what i get it for
livin’ life, i hate b+tches more, did this sh+t before
i send a shot, that’s another score, broke sh+t get ignored
now they talkin’ more, b+tches had a wave, but not no more, yeah
[verse 2]
i don’t got no pity ’cause these b+tches be on sucker sh+t
they barely touchin’ sh+t
they ain’t got it, bet they suck a d+ck
said i fly five hours ‘fore she leave, i bet i touch a b+tch
lil’ b+tch got some powers, guess they don’t know who they f+ckin’ with
too deep, back back, i like fast cash, get ’em dragged fast
b+tches mad trash, bring a glad bag, tell ’em tag that
i rock plenty b+tches, don’t know sh+t about no baghdad
i finesse them n+ggas and they still can’t get that cash back
[chorus]
i show my ice when i’m feelin’ bored, you be tuckin’ yours
this that life b+tches wishin’ for, i give b+tches more
f+ck him right ’til this p+ssy pour, i leave n+ggas sore
keep him cummin’ more, bustin’ like it’s war, make him touch it more
i show my ice, ain’t no feelin’ poor, ain’t no duckin’ wh0res
it’s on sight, what they lookin’ for? b+tch, i’m poppin’ more
it’s only right i send a shot that score, f+ck sh+t get ignored
keep ’em talkin’ more, b+tches had a wave, but not no more
i show my ice, i ain’t feelin’ yours, i hurt feelings more
sh+t i like, why i grip it more, kiss his d+ck some more
if it’s a price, then i’m pretty sure i can make it more
send some rastas with some choppers, make these n+ggas hit the floor
show my ice, make ’em feel it more, what i get it for
livin’ life, i hate b+tches more, did this sh+t before
i send a shot, that’s another score, broke sh+t get ignored
now they talkin’ more, b+tches had a wave, but not no more, yeah
[interlude]
too deep, back back, i like fast cash, get ’em dragged fast
b+tches mad trash, bring a glad bag, tell ’em tag that
i rock plenty b+tches, don’t know sh+t about no baghdad
i finesse them n+ggas and they still can’t get that cash back
[outro]
i show my ice when i’m feelin’ bored, you be tuckin’ yours
this that life b+tches wishin’ for, i give b+tches more
f+ck him right ’til this p+ssy pour, i leave n+ggas sore
keep him cummin’ more, bustin’ like it’s war, make him touch it more
i show my ice when i’m feelin’ bored, you be tuckin’ yours
this that life b+tches wishin’ for, i give b+tches more
f+ck him right ’til this p+ssy pour, i leave n+ggas sore
keep him cummin’ more, bustin’ like it’s war, make him touch it more
i show my ice when i’m feelin’ bored, you be tuckin’ yours
this that life b+tches wishin’ for, i give b+tches more
f+ck him right ’til this p+ssy pour, i leave n+ggas sore
keep him cummin’ more, bustin’ like it’s war, make him touch it more (yeah)
i show my ice when i’m feelin’ bored, you be tuckin’ yours
this that life b+tches wishin’ for, i give b+tches more
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