Trick Daddy – Tuck Ya Ice In Lyrics  Share

From Trick Daddy's album: Back By Thug Demand

[Chorus:]
Tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse

Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain^,t, you ain^,t iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse

tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain^,t, you ain^,t iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse

[TRICK DADDY:]
My shit is platinum,
these assholes wearin^, white gold
See I^,m to smart for this cause,
all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house,
when I can huy it and write it off
Make it my Florida home for the summer,
round winter time just rent it out
See I ain^,t none of them,
who ride around on rented rims
Change on the weekend,
and floss in him mama^,s Benz
See when I hit the scene,
I be so fresh so clean
White fitted, white tee,
ain^,t nan n**** like me
What kind of shit you on,
wearin^, fuckin^, rhinestones
Them cubic zirconia son,
Them ain^,t fuckin^, diamonds,
So you gonna fuck around,
and get gangrene at the arm
Who^,d rob and kill one,
over some mother-fuckin^, slum
Your chain is crazy,
that shit for gazey
and it ain^,t real,
unless its copper or stainless steel
So whoever made it...
you shouldn^,t have paid it
Twenty grand for a watch
thats fuckin^, gold plated!

[Chorus]

[BABY:]
16 out the house,
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17 gold mouth,
18 on the block,
N**** got them thangs out,
Birdman stunna, n**** we don^,t sit in jail
Real n****^,s do real thangs,
you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I gotta make a sale
Found myself in Dane County,
N****^,s movin^, pounds of bail
So fresh,so bright with the ice,
N**** you could loose your life playing with the bright lights! Yea,
Cali got my back,
I^,m strapped n**** and prephase,
doin^, it big, poppin^, bottles, N*** the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we^,ll get it right
for a cheap price n**** that cutter^,ll get your mind right,
M.O.B. to a bitch,
made my hood rich
Quick cash, young money, it^,s that uptown shit,
ballin^,one them bitches,
shock callin^, on them bitches,
Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches

[Chorus]

[TRICK DADDY:]
They asked the kid the difference between mine and his,
See my shit blindin^,
his shit don^,t shine,
cause that shit ain^,t real
His gemstones, they fruity pebbles,
just like Flinstones,
and he had his "Roley" on,
but I ain^,t even notice his arm,
but his diamonds cloudy,
and he ain^,t shiny,
and I heard his shit "Tick Tick Tickin^,"
Oh man, this n***** trippin!
See we poppin^, bottles and smokin bugga,
actin^, cocky
Big thangs with fat pockets,
wearing seventy-thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends,
are breakin^, thangs in,
Invest in a smaller hit town,
shakin^,, bakin^,and breakin^, it down
We gettin^, top dollar,
cause we got that top powder
Hoes slob on our johnson,
cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar,
we gettin^, money holla
Rollin^, hard with five fives,
real fucking street ballers
I did five trucks since the first quarter,
I^,m on the right path at this rate,
I^,ll be sellin^, slabs by the halfs

[Chorus]
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