Lyrics So Icey Boys - Waka Flocka Flame

So Icey Boys

We the So Icey Boys and all of us Grinches\nLil Meta, Waka, can’t forget Frenchie\nCan’t forget Wooh, free my nigga Gucc (Gucci)\nCan’t forget Money and OJ da Juice\nWe the So Icey Boys and all of us Grinches\nLil Meta, Waka, can’t forget Frenchie\nCan’t forget Wooh, free my nigga Gucc\nCan’t forget Money and OJ da Juice\nRockman on the track, you can call me the Glockman\n12 ran in my trap, you can call that hot, man\nThey took my Christmas trees, now I can’t buy presents\nRan up in his house with a 357\nOn that ski mask, that’s a 187\nWith a one-way ticket, first class straight to Heaven\nHave a Merry Christmas, or have a Merry X-mas\nWho on your wish list? Waka Flocka Flame, bitch\nI’ve been balling ever since, watch my money stack\nI got dead guys, same color as the Grinch\nSo Icey the best, all I want for Christmas\nIs a thick bitch or a chopper in a vest\nStop sleeping, get a quilt, I’m in all red like Santa Claus\nI’m the man, of course, you’re soft like cookies in the milk\nDon’t even explain, dear, I’m in a private jet\nFlying through the clouds like Rudolph the Reindeer\nWe the So Icey Boys and all of us Grinches\nLil Meta, Waka, can’t forget Frenchie\nCan’t forget Wooh, free my nigga Gucc\nCan’t forget Money and OJ da Juice