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young jordan - icy bounce lyrics

[intro]
woah, woah

[chorus]
i just took off in a new porsche (skrrt)
i drive the whip, it’s a two-door
tried to have one now i got me a few wh0r-s
live from the gun, you might die from my shooter
ride ’round in black tints, no, this not the uber
old b-tch hair gray, yeah, you know that’s my greaser
been had my stripes, no adidas, i boost her
don’t f-ck with n-ggas, ’cause these boys, they losers
my bros, they bruisers, ride ’round with choppers, them b-tches go boop
i got some savages, call them lil’ boosie
been in the game, i get pt like cruisers
shawty got wetter, that p-ssy a lil’ juicy
and she chase checks, know she’ll choose me (checks)
no need to flex, n-ggas be groupies
had cut him off ’cause that n-gga was useless

[verse 1]
now it’s dior for my b-tch, it’s whatever she want she can get it
still not with the trickin’
i’m from the west, i got’ keep me a smith &
bend her sh-t over, we switchin’ positions
just like codeine, put that sh-t in her kidney
and the only thing these n-ggas run is they lips
why that boy mad at me? best be mad at his b-tch
’cause she put my c-m in a cup and she sip (d-mn, ooh)
nasty ho, ooh, that lil’ b-tch, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
nasty ho, she gonna go, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
i wipe her nose, i wipe her nose, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
she in that mode, she get in that zone, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
she like my cologne, four-hundred a spray, i put that sh-t on, ooh, ooh
i’m a big dawg, so you talk to me, boy, you best watch your tone, ooh, ooh
’cause them bullets, they might hit your bones
i need like five racks if you want a song
i rock the cc, i mix with the chrome
and my b-tch, she a slatt, she say “slime” when she moan (slime)

[verse 2]
new babe pet-te and she freaky
she got me freaky, got me wanna eat it (oh)
not with the teasin’, get you a ho then a flight if you need it
i need that sh-t right now, i cannot wait (no)
familiar friends that you [?]
had some blue strips that i spent for the day
not runnin’ out, just skip to the bank
got big amounts, had get a safe
i’m in the 16 with vert in a tank (slatt)
like, “what did you do? what is your rank?”
f&n bullets, boy, you can get slain
i came from the alley, runnin’ with chains
but we never run, no, we never been chased
i told [?], “jump in the wraith”
was made to be stars, we just waitin’ on the day (oh)
and the guys in the ford, yeah, they waitin’ on a pace
they’d rather catch a bag, they ain’t worried ’bout a jake
and she got a -ss, she make it shake
and she got a bag, and she got some cake
will never make me mad, me, i just laugh
you get what you ask
put the racks on your face, don’t need a few takes
no poppin’ breaks, and know that i’m on you, i see through the fake

- young jordan lyrics

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