| Uhh, ayy, diamonds look like candy corn
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| Sent a chain to Melbourne, no mail, it’s airborne
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| Diamond on this chain with the flash like it’s shootin' porn
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| Five karat ring, them lil' pointers tell me where you’re goin'
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| Chopper sing like Anita Baker, ooh
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| Hand around the neck when I fuck, Undertaker
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| If my diamonds had a voice it would sound like Fantasia
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| Two million dollars on my jewelry, big appraisal
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| Um, nigga ball like DeRozan, huh
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| AP skelly fully frozen, huh
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| Right wrist cause commotion
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| Big rocks on my wrist, so white need a whole pint of lotion
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| Diamonds be wet like the ocean
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| Want a watch like this pussy, it’s gon' cost you 'bout a pretty token
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| Big karats and they pokin'
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| Ice tray, young nigga flooded (Ice, ice, ice, yeah)
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| If a nigga hatin', call him Joe Budden (Pussy, fuckin' pussy)
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| Coupe outside and it’s press button (Skrt skrt)
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| Got that nigga mad 'cause your bitch fuckin' (Hah), fuck it
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| Ice tray the gang (Fuck it), ice tray the gang (Woo)
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| Ice tray the gang (Ice), ice tray the gang, fuck it
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| Ice tray the gang (Woo), ice tray the gang (Ice)
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| Ice tray the gang (Yeah), ice tray the gang, fuck it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ice Tray , by - Quality Control. Song from the album Quality Control: Control The Streets Volume 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп