a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

having my way - icewear vezzo lyrics

[intro]
uh
uh, road running, uh, uh, uh
hundreds and fifties and twenties and fifties, the pinks, i like the blues
know i gotta count it up, count it up, we put— (june, you’re a g*nius)

[verse 1]
i can’t even lift my wrist, my neck up, n*gga, ’cause the ice too strong
sit in the trap for weeks, ain’t washin’ my ass ’til the pints get gone, hmm
cookin’ the yams, she lookin’ just like match when i light the stove
f*ckin’ with a check just ’cause i like clothes
invisible sets like white and rose, yeah (iced up records)
gotta rise your pantiеs and peel, fillin’ up that coochie when i open that p*ssy up
gangstеr b*tch, show her how to suck a d*ck and i show her how to cook up
forgis tall, i be d*mn near touchin’ the stars every time i look up
back of the car, i got my foot up
pop bars and i throw books up, huh
i like 40s and macs and dracs, that chopper, that b*tch my favorite
dark b*tch like dess dior, brown sh*t like jayda wayda (ooh)
if i count an m, i might pop bottles with pints of pure
got a dog house on east warren, that b*tch was smackin’, was right by the pier

[chorus]
we having our way for real
been having my way for real
i’m having my way for real
i’m having my way for real, ooh
having my way for real
i’m having my way for real
i’m having my way for real
i’m having my way for real, ooh
[post*chorus]
amazing
amazing
amazing
rich n*gga, ho, i’m amazing
amazing
amazing
got ice on ice on ice, this sh*t amazing

[verse 2]
feds been doing a sweep, plus n*ggas been telling, that ain’t no geek
stopped smokin’ with p ’til it ain’t no lease, just poured up a seven, i can’t go sleep
huh, brought the rap game into the streets, now i got all the street n*ggas tryna go neat
i was ’bouta go bent’, now i gotta go jeep
trapstars on the wagen, i’m out in them cleats
huh, got racks on racks, got bands on a n*gga, put tags on a n*gga, i ain’t playin’ with n*ggas
blow hand on glitter, got dog sh*t stacked so tall, so tall i could stand on n*ggas
bag i’m juggin’
i was just trappin’ them base, lil’ n*gga, 2010 big ticket
i mean ’08
ask on the 6, i’m great, top dog like i just signed sza
bad lil’ b*tch, love f*ckin’ her back, i hit her so much that her ass got bigger
made a few million, now a n*gga chasing these billions
yeah, my plans got bigger
wrist rocked up, yeah, my hand got bigger
stepped on it twice, now the tan look different
i ain’t never told on nan’ other n*gga
new cars, new house, i ain’t playing with n*ggas
[chorus]
we having our way for real
been having my way for real
i’m having my way for real
i’m having my way for real, ooh
having my way for real
i’m having my way for real
i’m having my way for real
i’m having my way for real, ooh

[post*chorus]
amazing
amazing
amazing
rich n*gga, ho, i’m amazing
amazing
amazing
got ice on ice on ice, this sh*t amazing

- icewear vezzo lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular