Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ice Water, artist - Loyle Carner.
Date of issue: 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 |