Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ice Water , by - Loyle Carner. Release date: 18.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ice Water |
| Held it with the clarity of Autumn rain |
| It’s the morning, the rain stop falling and your girl stopped calling |
| But you’re hoping that she calls again (Uh) |
| Says she hates men and that we’re all the same |
| With somebody else, I’d probably let it fall to flame |
| But with her, it’s like we share the same sort of brain |
| So I dial her up and see if I can let her full explain |
| And she’s the only one I’m holding when the day’s cold |
| And her’s the only place I’m headed when the day’s old |
| Like when the day’s young, we traveled every place |
| Told, create a move, on to new, run and leave your place sold (Uh) 'Cause' |
| she’s the one I thought I’d never meet |
| Two left feet on the leather street (Uh) |
| Joy started pinging off a better beat |
| Right now, it’s better than it’s ever been |
| True |
| Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan |
| Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) |
| Smooth like the change of the season |
| Break up, we ain’t need a reason to |
| Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan |
| Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) |
| Smooth like the change of the season |
| Break up never be a reason |
| Uh, you say you’ll get your coat, I say I’ll get it for ya |
| Checking all your pockets probably the paranoia (Uhh) |
| Getting close, obvious that I adore ya |
| One false move and we’re history, call me Mr Moyer |
| Maybe you’re genuine, maybe I should let you in |
| Maybe I should focus on myself and get to shed this skin |
| Or maybe not |
| You’re half-hearted like the melanin |
| And living off this shit that this success can bring |
| They don’t know the stress it brings, (uh) |
| Even though the mess I’m in |
| Two mortgages, you even know the debt I’m in |
| Somethin', somethin', I can’t get away with anything |
| Like my phone blings and I let it ring, right now |
| I wrote the first verse I’ve written in weeks |
| Manager belling my phone but I don’t wanna' speak, it’s peak (Uh) |
| Reject call, message at the beep |
| Select all and then press delete |
| Peace |
| Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan |
| Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) |
| Smooth like the change of the season |
| Break up, we ain’t need a reason to |
| Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan |
| Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) |
| Smooth like the change of the season |
| Break up never be a reason |
| My French vanilla butter pecan |
| Bouncing back and forth every weekend |
| My French vanilla butter pecan |
| Bouncing back and forth every weekend |
| Son of the taxi driver: A video on youtube or something |
| Taxi driver: Okay |
| Son: Yeah, Oh my god, can you take a picture, yeah? |
| Taxi driver: Alright, I will |
| Son: Alright then, bye guys |
| Taxi driver: Later, bye |
| Son: Thanks, and your music’s amazing! |
| Loyle Carner: Thank you very much |
| He sounds like a sweet boy man, yeah good boy |
| He’s lucky to have a good dad like you as well |
| Not many people have that, you know |
| (Ottolenghi plays) |
| Loyle Carner: So what you think then? |
| Taxi driver: Uh? |
| Loyle Carner: What you think then? |
| Taxi driver: Yeah it’s cool, man seriously |
| Loyle Carner: Thank you, bruv |