Kash Doll and 2 Chainz - Ice Me Out [Remix]

Aha, good job, 1st
Ayy, what's up, Kash Doll?
You ready? Let's do it

Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out

I want Tiffany, I want Angel City
I want all that shit, y'all know I be stunting
You know I'm so worthy, I want that bustdown Rollie
You know diamonds make me feel so horny
Bad motherfucker, I got Louis for my luggage
I need money so I hustle, this ain't Fake Watch Buster
Please don't try me, I might cut you
Kash get crazy when you touch her
She wear chains when she fuck you
Get her charms 'cause she lucky

Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out

She asked me do I want some head, I told her that's a no-brainer
I need two cameras 'cause I need both angles
MVP of the season, yeah
Iced my girl out, now she sneezin', yeah
You already know how I leave 'em, yeah
Hit 'em one time and get amnesia, yeah (Who? Who that?)
I got more kicks than FIFA (FIFA)
Ice around my neck like a fever (Like a fever)
Raw paper lookin' like Cohibas (Gas)
Raw paper lookin' like fajitas (Smoke another one)
When I get stressed out I go to Neimans (Alright)
I put a tennis chain in her cleavage, yeah

Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out

I ain't gotta get naked for no tennis bracelet
But I need twenty bands for a fucking anklet
He gave me neck, now I got Patek
These bitches only want that shit 'cause they heard Future say it
All on the internet, you know Kash like to flex
When I hit 'em up next, you know I get a necklace
Sometimes I want marriage, sometimes I want karats
These niggas is my bitches, I don't fucking care

Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out
Ice me out, ice me out
Ice me out, nigga, ice me out

I put you in a drought
When you try to ice me out
I put you in a drought
When you try to ice me out
Nigga, ice me out, ice me the fuck out, nigga
Ice me the fuck out
Woo, no for real
Good job, 1st

Written by:
Arkeisha Knight, Jason Vincent Harris, Markous Roberts

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing

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