Gucci Mane – Icy Lyrics  Share

From Gucci Mane's album: Trap House

(feat. Young Jeezy, Boo)

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, u can even add a couple grand for my outfit
U betta act like ya know man, in my hood they call me Jeezy da Snowman
Ya get it? Get it? Jeezy da Snowman
I^,m iced out, plus I got snow, man
Let it marinate, y^,all niggaz is slow man (slow man)
(Man 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 da shit biiiaaattch, I need toilet paper (daaaaaayyuum!)
And some air freshener nigga, fuck a hata
These niggaz don^,t like me
I^,m wit da Gucci Mane and I^,m so icy

[Chorus]

[2nd Verse: Gucci Mane]
She diggin my fit, she think I^,m da 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 u 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 da antique tags
My pockets so heavy that I can^,t walk steady
Niggaz coppin ice we done done it already
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Got a gold grill but it^,s not from Eddie
I ride big Chevys cuza nigga ain^,t petty
I^,m icy, so muthafuckin 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 u do
Cuz we icy, so icy, we icy, so icy

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse: Boo]
I^,m hoppin out the range wit da seats piped out
You can still see my chain even when da lights out
Cuz dat^,s how monsters do it
Spit a lil game give ^,em that flosser music
I^,m da man from da 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 da 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 cuz he on some lil shit
And you know I^,m in da 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 da shit, my chain hang down to my dick
I know I^,m da bomb, just look at my charms
I know I^,m da shit, my chain hang down to my dick

[Chorus]

I^,m so icy
Look at my charms
My...chain...hang...down...to my dick
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