Nelly - Icey (feat. St. Lunatics) Lyrics
Nelly)I got a whole heard of cows ta die for my 6'Hockey players pagin' me to practice on my wrist20 inch chocko treads so my whip don't slipPullin' up bringin' joy like my nigga BaugetteIf I go on a rampage then watch my mo' flipDraw from both hips, emptyin' both clipsGot a whole lotta niggas wanna ride wit' meNow that a niggas so hot, can strike fire from meThinkin' Nelly 'posed to take 'em outta povertyBut when I tell 'em no, they think of robbin' meSon ain't no stoppin' me, some are home at IcelandHang with penguins, like that's my reason (that's my reason)Like Berkley we'll find the part that's freezin'Last time you seen Nelly, snowin' in JuneYou ever had a bicoastal orgy happen off in yo' roomBut what happen's in Cancun, stay's in Cancun[Chorus-2x](Nelly)Icey that, icey thisIcey neck, icey wristIcey cris, I see missIcey 6 tha sea sixIcey fits on five, icey tips(Keyuan)I live a nice way, I store my jewels in an ice-trayHow you want it, the man or the mice way?Talk 2 of these karats, call me in tha mornin' have an ice-dayI stay in more leather than Andrew DiceclayYou might say I'm arrogant, just because I ain't sharin' itIf the check ain't seven digits, I'm tearin' itIf the 'Tics can't fit in my whip, then I ain't steerin' itBomb that rifle cuz, now a nigga wearin' itCatch me on my set wit' my iced-out chainAn iced-out rapper wit' my iced-out nameA cold hand shake because of my pinky rangIced-out Cordeara's with an iced-out frameCatch me in an iced-out Range wit' icey damesPuffin', bling-bling, while she do tha damn thangI'm spendin' half my changes on clockin' thangsAnd I got a icey game like hockey man(Ali)I gave knowledge to scientists who brains was lockedThey didn't know that Iceland was just my jewelry boxAnd then the South Pole, that's when I used to slang O'sAnd moved to keys and bought diamonds outta controlMy poppa, Snow Man, momma, EskimoSo many rats that I need pest controlWould cop from Jacob, but I don't know where he atSo 'till I found that cat I guess I'll roll wit' ZachAnd puff sacks in the hydraulic-dancin' carsGotta a caulus on my hand for poppin' Branson jaws*****es be prancin' hard cuz they know we maintainWith enough ice to freeze rain in a woodgrain RangeDual exaust playa, I keep some softIt's da gloss-boss, the floss-frost across the Randy MossUntil we meet again, y'all keep on servin' 'em outNicky Sach, AKA, George Durban, what?[Chorus-2x](Murphy Lee)Young dude 'bout to do this like a veteranLong shorts, tall Timberland'sFlossin' in my icey Vokal, Varsity lettermanIcey headband to hold my baby-dreads inThat's what it is, what 'of that a beenCuz when I get cold I freeze, when I'm hot, I'm waterOn ice at all times, hittin' hockey player's daughtersI'm like Ralph and the Honeymooners (Why I oughta!)Put ice on the S-T-L and my role model for startasI'm like icey as frozen foods with frost big friendsWho all like 'em thin with icey rear-ends, nine outta ten get hitSeven outta nine givin' icey head in the icey whipSchool boy keep a icey fit for icey mitsWho like icey that and icey thisSmoke a icey spliff gettin' icey lickedBy these Pizza Hut delivery chicks who love tips(City Spud)Aiyyo, I'm icey when you say Lunatics gon' rideLove when ya call me to make yo C.D. hotMet this man sayin', "How you go from bottom to top?"Juan B behind me when I do T.V. slotsNow I'm at the bar floatin' from the icey jawKnow who we are when I pull up in tha icey carI ice the chain cuz niggas got twice the changeI ice the ring and niggas go to sortin' the gameSo if I'm hot, I'm hot, if you not, you notAnd if I'm clockin' dough, let me tick and tockAnd if love ready to rock, yo I'm hot to trotCourtney B. ready to rock, I'm hot to trotYellow Mack ready to rock, I'm hot to trotCougar Love say I'm hot then I'm buyin' a yachtAnd a drop to shock these niggas who jock D'sThink he might shock Eve, like the icey watcheePut these on six e's, if I want it I get itI do it for publise so honeys'll love this, ugh
