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young icee - rick james lyrics

[pre-chorus: young icee]
big cake, all this money on me know i’m getting cake
big race, skirt off in the rari, that’s a big chase
fish tank, all this water on me like a fish tank
big bank, i just hit a jugg on like 6k

[chorus: young icee]
rick james, chopper make him dance like he rick james
grip grain, audi switch lanes with a chop frame
big stang, hit a big stang now i’m up man
up man, like i’m trump man countin’ blue bands

[verse 1: young icee]
green bands, i got old hundreds, i got new bands
jugg man, runnin’ through your city like a mailman
mailman, they servin’ mail, man, i got sales man
get cake, never been fake, b-tch, you been fake
you can see the hate in my face
you can see the hate in my face
get cake, never been fake, b-tch, you been fake
i just want the bands in my f-ckin’ face
i just want the money, want the cake
i just spent a hundred on my chain
only speak a hundred on my name
i only speak a hundred on my gang
big gangs, i need big rings, i got big chains
stick man, put a stick on him now it’s pit stains
been lame, b-tch you been lame, you so fug-y
been g-y, like you been g-y, b-tch, you been g-y
and i’m rockin’ with my shooters, b-tch, that’s everyday
and you touch one on my head and they gonna spray
yeah, you don’t f-ckin’ know me, you dont f-ckin’ know me
i’m ballin’ on and off the court like i’m f-ckin’ kobe

[verse 2: trapboy vante]
briefcase, b-tch a lot of hundreds in my briefcase
brief case, got caught with that chopper that’s a brief case, brief case
shawty give me head till her knees ache, knees ache
pockets like i won a f-ckin’ sweepstakes, sweepstakes
guap on top of guap i call it cheesecake, cheesecake
pull off in that benz now watch me speedrace
and i ain’t with that he say or she say
i wonder what that cheese say
got cake like it’s my b-day
blue face, i just copped a rolly with the green face
she say i got that guap she wanna have a three way
me say i got that guap you just stay on your knees babe
sheesh ay, i bought a chain and put that b-tch on freeze, ay
fifteen hundred on my gucci fleece, ay
that n-gga talkin’ pop him like some grease, ay
runnin’ to that check like it’s a relay
my wrist t-tantic and this ice all on my sleeve, ay
brick gang, flexin’ six chains
lil n-gga you’s a sh-t stain and i’m so rich mane
all this flexin’ feel like rick james, b-tch, i’m rick james
and i might just let your b-tch hang, then i switch lanes, ay

[outro: young icee]
you can see the hate in my face
you can see the hate in my face
get cake, never been fake, b-tch, you been fake
i just want the bands in my f-ckin’ face
i just want the money, want the cake
i just spent a hundred on my chain
only speak a hundred on my name
i only speak a hundred on my gang

- young icee lyrics

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