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letra de iceman free$tyle - mxnashe

[verse 1]
and we putting that boy up for charity
diamonds be clear on my neck just for clarity
know i’m popping that’s why she would stare at me
n-ggas is jokes yeah we call him a parody
and you know that my sh-t is too clean
i gotta stay healthy i ain’t sippin lean
what you seeing, my pockets is green
i’m doing this great and i’m only sixteen
want my paper i feel like eugene
i dash to that sh-t feel like lightning mcqueen
and we aiming that sh-t at his spleen
i’m sick in this hoe i ain’t talking vaccine
rollie clean and it’s clearer than voss
in the function they know i’m a boss
i’m a jet and i ain’t talkin sauce
we tossing the rock you can call it lacross
and we spending this sh-t what’s the cost
you know that i ball in this hoe randy moss
and my money it be on rick ross
them n-ggas is stupid they know that they lost
yea, what
yeah i came in this b-tch where my jeweler
and his necklace is dirty like sewer
tried to play with my heart but she stupid, yeah, it went right through her
yeah he old so we call him a boomer
oklahoma the money come sooner
and he broke and depressed, herbert hoover (yeah)
[verse 2]
yeah, okay
yeah i walk in this hoe like the ice man
and i light up the spot like the taliban
and we taking that sh-t like afghanistan
and we been in the business like contraband
and my money do jumps like it’s ja morant
we in 22′ n-ggas still pop a xan?
and they watching my moves like a cameraman
yeah i walk through the block, they know i’m the man
and i’m feeling like juice yeah i got a plan
and they say that i’m up but i just began
we gon clip them i’m feeling like terrence mann
feel like popeye we really gon pop a can
ain’t no beater but i’m on my kankan
wearing white but no i do not rep the clan
with a .45 i’m feeling like dirty dan
all these n-ggas and b-tches they be my stans
i’m an overlord n-gga i feel like sans
they be talking that talk but them n-ggas fans
i be chilling, i’m at the crib with my fam
we be kickin, i’m feeling like jackie chan
i be poppin them n-ggas they really ran
and i came with the drums like i’m in a band
and i’m running this sh-t b-tch i understand
and we spinning this sh-t like a ceiling fan
feel like takeoff i really can’t f-cking land
feel like dio them n-ggas can’t touch my stand
they so stupid they really can’t comprehend
n-gga sour his music is f-cking bland
when i’m spazzing them n-ggas they can’t withstand
they be trying to play with me like a grand
but i guess that’s they sh-t didn’t go as planned

- mxnashe

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