Karaoké Icy Gucci Mane & Young Jeezy & Boo

Gucci Mane La Flare

Yeah, where your ice at

Where your chain and your rings at

Where your bling at

I'm icy, I'm icy, so icy, so icy

I'm so icy, I'm icy, so icy, so icy

All these girls excited

Ooh, you know they like it

I'm so icy so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it

All your friends invited

I'm so icy so icy

Got a house around my neck and my wrist on chill

Any given time two fifty in your grill

All I do is talk shit

You can even add a couple grand for my outfit

You better act like you know man

In my hood they call me

Jeezy the Snowman

Jeezy the Snowman

I'm iced out plus I got snow, man

Let it marinate y'all niggas slow man

Slow man

What the fuck

I used to get nineteen for a beat

Call me Ginuwine the same ol' G

I'm the shit, bitch

And some air freshener nigga, fuck a hater

These niggas don't like me

I'm with the Gucci Mane and I'm so icy

All these girls excited

Ooh, you know they like it

I'm so icy so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it

All your friends invited

I'm so icy so icy

She diggin' my fit she think I'm the shit

Is this the chain on my neck or the watch in my wrist

Maybe the ice in my ear or the bracelet

But she look like the type that could take a dick

Oh, young Gucci Mane

Don't kiss me, baby you can kiss my chain

Oh, you gotta be a dime piece

Just to look at the rocks in my time piece

Oh, I come through in a drop top Jag

Or old school Chevy with the antique tags

My pockets so heavy that I can't walk steady

Niggas coppin' ice we done, done it already

Got a gold grill but it's not from Eddie

I ride big Chevys 'cos a nigga ain't petty

I'm icy so motherfuckin' snowed up

Little kids wanna be like

Gucci when they grow up

Oh, me, Jeezy and Boo

We ain't hatin', pussy nigga go and do what you do

'Cos we icy, so icy

We icy, so icy

All these girls excited

Ooh, you know they like it

I'm so icy so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it

All your friends invited

I'm so icy so icy

Yeah, I'm hoppin' out the Range with the seats piped out

You can still see my chain even when the lights out

'Cos that's how mobsters do it

Spit a little game, give 'em that flossin' music

I'm the man from the C-H-I

These lames runnin' 'round thinkin' they so fly

Got a little buzz but

Boo been too high

I'm pullin' hoes in the club and I don't even try

I guess when she glance at my wrist, she wanna get my dick

I tell her holla at Jeezy if you wanna pop Cris

Get at Gucci Mane 'cos he on some hood shit

And you know I'm in the cut grippin' my forty-fith

Like let a nigga trip nah, we ain't runnin'

We just takin' all your chicks buyin' drinks, gettin' blunted

Groupies, show you how to do this, son

We throwin' out hunnids while you savin' them ones, nigga

I got so many rocks in my chain and watch

I know I'm the shit my chain hang down to my dick

I know I'm the bomb just look at my charm

I know I'm the shit my chain hang down to my dick

All these girls excited

Ooh, you know they like it

I'm so icy so icy

Girl, don't try to fight it

All your friends invited

I'm so icy so icy

Look at my charm

My chain hang down to my dick

Ha ha ha ha