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I`m icy, I`m icy, I`m icy, I`m icy, I`m icy, I`m icy I`m icy, I`m icy
[Chorus] All these girls excited Oooo ya know they like it I`m so icy, so icy Girl don`t try to fight it All yo friends invited I`m so icy, so icy
[1st Verse: Young Jeezy] Got a house around my neck, and my wrist on chill Any given time, 250 in ya grill (a quarter million?) All I do is talk shit You can even add a couple grand for my outfit You betta act like ya know man In my hood they call me Jeezy the Snowman Ya get it? Get it? Jeezy the Snowman I`m iced out, plus I got snow, man Let it marinate, y`all niggaz is slow man (slow man) (Mane what the fuck y`all...yo dumb ass) I used to get nineteen for a beat Call me Ginuwine, the same `ol G (`ol G) I`m the shit biiiaaattch, I need toilet paper (daaaaaayyuum!) And some air freshener nigga, fuck a hata These niggaz don`t like me I`m wit the Gucci Mane and I`m so icy
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[2nd Verse: Gucci Mane] She diggin my fit, she think I`m the shit Is this a chain on my neck, or the watch in my wrist Maybe the ice in my ear, or my bracelet But she look like the type that could take a dick Young Gucci Mane, don`t kiss me baby you can kiss my chain Ya gotta be a dime piece just to look at the rocks in my time piece I come through in a drop top Jag, or Old-School Chevy wit the antique tags My pockets so heavy that I can`t walk steady Niggaz coppin ice we done done it already Got a gold grill but it`s not from Eddie I ride big Chevys cause a nigga ain`t petty I`m icy, so motherfuckin snowed up, lil kids wanna be like Gucci when they grow up Me, Jeezy and Boo We ain`t hatin pussy nigga `gon and do what you do Cuz we icy, so icy, we icy, so icy
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[3rd Verse: Boo] I`m hoppin out the range wit the seats piped out You can still see my chain even when the lights out Cuz dat`s how monsters do it Spit a lil game give `em that flosser music I`m the man from the C.H.I These lames runnin `round thinkin they so fly Got a lil 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 ya wanna pop Cris Get at Gucci Mane cause he on some lil shit And you know I`m in the cut, grippin my 4/5 Like let a nigga trip, naw we ain`t runnin We just takin all ya chicks, buyin drinks gettin blunted Groupies, show you how to do this son We throwin out hundreds while you savin them ones
[Hook] I got so many rocks, on 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 charms I know I`m the shit, my chain hang down to my dick
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I`m so icy Look at my charms My...chain...hang...down...to my dick
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