Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Icha Gicha, artist - Kap G. Album song SupaJefe, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Icha Gicha |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Uh, uh, yeah, ayy, ayy, uh |
Yeah, uh, uh |
Yeah, ayy |
I wanna hit from behind |
While you take a couple lines |
Gimme good brain like Einstein |
I know you heard it’s my time |
You see my people keep dyin' |
And it don’t make New York Times |
This shit like Math and Division |
You gotta carry the nine |
She say, «Hey, do you do lines?» |
I say, «No, I don’t do lines» |
She say, «Can I be your wife?» |
I say, «No, just do my guys» |
My partner’s trappin' the zips |
The nicks, and even the dimes |
Can’t even trust your best friend |
I swear these niggas so slime |
I hate when bitches be lyin' |
I love when bitches be fine |
Just 'cause you sippin' the lines |
Don’t mean you spittin' your rhymes |
I keep the baddest, the Spanish, and fattest up in V Live |
I keep a lot of felines but more money on my mind |
If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her |
Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah |
Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba |
The-then we goin' to One Up like icha gicha gicha gicha |
Oh baby, you so fine |
I might make you one of mine |
That’s why you don’t even be tryin' |
That lips and don’t wear design |
She freaky pull out my jawn |
She freaky pull out my jawn |
I gotta close all my blinds |
I get more head than salons |
She say, «Hey, do you do lines?» |
I say, «No, I don’t do lines» |
She say, «Can I get the steak?» |
I say «Go 'head, get the prime» |
My partner’s throwin' gang signs |
My vato’s throwin' gang signs |
They say these hoes be for everybody |
That’s cool, they not mine |
I’m screamin' free all the guys |
You seen the pain in our eyes |
The police, they a disguise |
They KKKing for life |
I just might take your advice |
Finesse and shootin' some dies |
I promise she ain’t my type |
You better go get your wife |
If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her |
Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah |
Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba |
The-then we gonna one up like icha gicha gicha gicha |
If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her |
Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah |
Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba |
The-then we goin' to One Up like icha gicha gicha gicha |
Cleopatra’s in my bathroom doin' lines |
Yeah, my ex bitch ask how I’m doin', I’m doin' fine |
Yeah, my shoe designed by Louis Vuitton |
I take a trip out to Milan |
She actin' new like Jimmy Neutron |
She topped me in the Uber |
She said, «Do you do lines?» |
I said, «No I don’t do lines» |
I said, «Baby, are you blind?» |
Look there’s a cork in my wine |
Just like support, girl, I grind |
I’m tryna stack dollar signs |
I hit that bitch without tryin' |
I hit that bitch from the spine |
If she tell you something good 'bout me, you should just believe her |
Take-takin' all her girls out, naked girls in cheetah |
Feelin' on they ass, while they rollin' up the cheeba |
The-then we goin' to One Up like icha gicha gicha gicha |