Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Iced Out Baby-G, artist - Nate Husser. Date of issue: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Iced Out Baby-G |
| I told my jeweller ice out the baby g |
| I told these pu**y ni***s don’t |
| I told my jeweller ice out the baby g |
| I told these pu**y ni***s don’t |
| I told my jeweller ice out the baby g |
| I told these pu**y ni***s don’t play with me |
| I think I’m pharrell back in 2003 |
| I put your girlfriend onto BBC |
| I want the big body with the TV screens |
| All blacked out, ni***s ain’t seeing me |
| Dropped the pack off at the Airbnb |
| Do it for the Burgz, my hood believe in me |
| I made it out alive you know what that means to me |
| Big dog, these ni***s mini-me |
| Remember when that h*e wanted to be mean to me |
| Now she shake that a$$ for me on my skinny jeans |
| I pray to God, don’t got a Jesus piece |
| I be getting high, pass me the reefer please |
| Living young, wild and free like Khalifa |
| I just want the Franklins, Aretha |
| Make the Mula drop on my mamacita |
| I might turn a h*e into a keeper |
| Sim Simma, got the keys to the jeep |
| Bread-winner, all-star I’m elite |
| Runway, Toronto fashion week |
| Used to leave the 6 with 20 G’z |
| This ain’t no 6God I’m a demon |
| I got lucky when them cops pulled up on me |
| I get cocky with this ice all on me |
| Ima be, what I’m destined to be |
| Lotta Ms but my B double D |
| Lotta style, but my s**t never free |
| Lotta talk, but no acting I’m seeing |
| I told my jeweller ice out the baby g |
| I told these pu**y ni***s don’t play with me |
| I think I’m pharrell back in 2003 |
| I put your girlfriend onto the BBC |
| I want the big body with the tv screens |
| All blacked out, ni***s ain’t seeing me |
| Dropped the pack off at the air bnb |
| Do it for the Burgz, my hood believe in me |
| White people always think they know what’s best for me |
| I didn’t know you were making my checks for me |
| I didn’t know you were breathing my breath for me |
| Y’all outta line, think you the referees |
| Either that, or they wanna steal your recipes |
| Or they don’t show you no love til you rest in peace |
| Go anywhere that I want cause my paper straight |
| I do not give a f**k who is not into me |
| Lived beside Chris Breezy in LA |
| Spent the day in the studio anyway |
| When I pop out, that s**t motivate |
| Big house in the hills with a motorbike |
| Remember when I had to sleep on the floor at night |
| H**s was still asking for even more at night |
| Keep an eye for the snakes and the boa bites |
| I don’t want your fake love, or your likes |
| I told my jeweller ice out the baby g |
| I told these pu**y ni***s don’t |
| I told my jeweller ice out the baby g |
| I told these pu**y ni***s don’t |
| I told my jeweller ice out the baby g |
| I told these pu**y ni***s don’t play with me |
| I think I’m pharrell back in 2003 |
| I put your girlfriend onto the BBC |
| I want the big body with the tv screens |
| All blacked out, ni***s ain’t seeing me |
| Dropped the pack off at the air bnb |
| Do it for the Burgz, my hood believe in me |