ice me out - majik & ladyypolo lyrics
[intro]
yo, yo, let’s go, yo, it’s majik
[chorus: majik]
only with bad b*tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f*ck a bandana, period (no n*gga)
f*ck, ice me out, n*gga, eat me out and go about your business
[verse 1: majik]
go, go get the bag, n*gga
gucci bag, no lv
all your music ain’t sellin’ him
when it come to my b*tches, we wealthy (that money)
call pablo, told’em i need like twelve keys (i need it)
sneezed on you b*tches
i need my blessings
go get the money
go get the bag, b*tch (go get it)
all you ant body b*tches splash on’еm, it’s habit (drip, drip)
it’s a big body b*tch (h*llo, it’s majik, it’s me)
can’t f*ck with me or f*ck with my racks, b*tch (that monеy)
[chorus: majik]
only with bad b*tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f*ck a bandana, period (no n*gga)
f*ck, ice me out, n*gga, eat me out and go about your business
only with bad b*tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f*ck a bandana, period (no n*gga)
f*ck, ice me out, n*gga, eat me out and go about your business
[verse 2: ladyypolo & majik]
nig*, nig*nig*nig…
eat me out and go about your business
stackin’ money, gettin’ to the chicken
diamonds on me and them b*tches sickin’
need a boss n*gga that got them riches
for a mean drip, me and designer stitches
put this p*ssy on him and it taste delicious
32 to my type of inches
call polo and she get the mission
clean my plate like you washin’ dishes
then i clean your set for take all your riches
i earn the prize like a son of b*tch
ain’t no handouts, this ain’t division
stackin’ money’til i get the mission
got that boy on me and his name is dylan
he like that i can’t reach his center
tall b*tch, yeah, he like the feeling
[chorus: majik]
only with bad b*tches, who get the cash with’em? (that money)
hustlin’ and go, go, go, go, who get the bag? (go get it)
who get the stash with’em? f*ck a bandana, period (no n*gga)
f*ck, ice me out, n*gga, eat me out and go about your business
[verse 3: ladyypolo]
get it up
i need the cash, i run up the stack
i need a baby that got us some tracks
i need a n*gga that’s gon’ do both
f*ck me good and give me that bag
i got good p*ssy, i don’t mean to brag
i got the mac and the duffel bag
i’ll put a sh*t just don’t crash
i told that b*tch i was on her ass
i’m a bad b*tch, i’m on my sh*t
tell that lil’ b*tch stay off my d*ck
to the 4’5, extend that clip
keep back straight for a second
hoe b*tch, he outta joke quick
that n*gga snitched, betraying y’all loyalty over some bricks
n*ggas ain’t tryna stop fleeting the fit
ain’t got 12 tryna kick your sh*t
ain’t dodgin’ no b*tch, i’m out in the open
i’m relaxed and my gun fully loaded
shot in the stomach, got the b*tch bloated
n*gga get me out’til brother notice
ha, n*gga, you me out, took by the notice, period
[outro: majik & ladyypolo]
cash not talk about ice me out, n*gga, eat me the f*ck out
and go about your f*cking business, period
no games, n*gga, period
period, we coming for you b*tches
at y’all’s throats, ha, ha, period, ha, period, ha, period, period
b*tch, it’s majik and ladyypolo in this b*tch, yo, yo, ah, yo, yah
b*tch, f*ck it up hoe
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