young thug – icy hot lyrics
[intro]
wheezy outta here
[chorus: young thug & doja cat]
she say i’m high as f+ck, i said, “i’m icy hot” (icy hot)
got a show in the 504, i wore a bunch of rocks
i got her tummy tucked before she let me f+ck
i keep her in a box, she wanna spend my bucks
she said i’m fire as f+ck, i said, “i’m icy hot”
i said, “i’m icy hot,” i said, “i’m icy hot”
she wanna land a punch, my pocket on croissants
i call lil’ mama a thot, she call me icy hot
[verse 1: young thug]
first of all, i’ve been in the trap for a lifetime
f+ck a dawn, i’ve been spinnin’ black just like nighttime
above the law, i’m a motherf+ckin’ outlaw
fendi scarves, louis vuitton on my cyclone, huh
you walk up, get wet up again
you want me to get fed up again
but i don’t let up again
this fool better catch up, it’s time to get wet up
now i never sweat up again
i ain’t never let up again
is you a bad b+tch in a mercedes? (hey)
is you a bad b+tch in a mercedes? (hey)
they tried to burn the coupe and i’ma trade it (they tried to)
my n+ggas into swoopin’, they gon’ make it (they into swoopin’)
they tried to kick me out, now it’s disabled
i whip that rolls+royce like i’m a sailor (whip that rolls+royce)
i count up so much, i bleed from paper
i keep the fan and glizzy by my neighbor (at all times)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus: young thug & doja cat]
she say i’m high as f+ck, i said, “i’m icy hot” (icy hot)
got a show in the 504, i wore a bunch of rocks
i got her tummy tucked before she let me f+ck
i keep her in a box, she wanna spend my bucks
she said i’m fire as f+ck, i said, “i’m icy hot”
i said, “i’m icy hot,” i said, “i’m icy hot”
she wanna land a punch, my pocket on croissants
i call lil’ mama a thot, she call me icy hot
[verse 2: doja cat]
he give me stove top, he go hibachi bar
he give me robot c+ck, threw my hitachi out
he l!ck my ‘nani, ah, he call it cherry pie
he said my tiger bomb, gave him that icy hot
i run sh+t, i’m lieutenant, i’ll fly you to la
my jet look like the jetsons, it’s 2020, ayy
i feel like abu dhabi, i said, “let’s summer there”
he said i’m wifey type, he threw d+ck like bouquet
he call me doja rat, i chewed through all his cheese
that’s just the fifty carat, that’s just a hundred g’s
freezer and brand new tap, no plumber for the leak
i wouldn’t wish this heat on all my enemies
[chorus: young thug & doja cat]
she say i’m high as f+ck, i said, “i’m icy hot” (icy hot)
got a show in the 504, i wore a bunch of rocks
i got her tummy tucked before she let me f+ck
i keep her in a box, she wanna spend my bucks
she said i’m fire as f+ck, i said, “i’m icy hot”
i said, “i’m icy hot,” i said, “i’m icy hot”
she wanna land a punch, my pocket on croissants
i call lil’ mama a thot, she call me icy hot
[outro: doja cat]
high as f+ck
icy hot, oh
mm+mm, told ’em
let me f+ck, in the box
yeah, he fire as f+ck
icy hot, icy hot
yeah+ee, uh+uh
yeah, yeah, yeah, icy hot
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