
rowdy (hoes on ice) - ty dolla $ign lyrics
[intro]
hitmaka (yeah)
go grizz
m*m*m*murda (yeah, murder sh*t)
yeah
[chorus]
couple bad hoes on ice (ice)
rock new celine frames at night (woah)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (step)
leave a n*gga stiffer than a mannequin (yeah)
eight*figure n*gga doin’ damage (ooh, yeah, straight up)
this a turbo, not a regular (woah)
gotta smoke the weed for my sanity (yeah)
couple bad hoes on ice
rock new celine frames at night (night)
tеll the b*tch “get right, or get lеft” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (step)
tell the b*tch “get rowdy” (yeah)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (ooh, yeah)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (yeah)
[refrain]
cartier french, cost fourteen bands
bad lil’ b*tch from south of france
give me that mouth, don’t use no hands
left cheek, right cheek, do your dance
if dolla f*ck, then she gotta be the baddest
baby gon’ eat it up like a savage
diamonds dancin’ on me like janet
he’s still broke, so the n*gga can’t stand me
i don’t pop perc or xanny
shawty in la perla panties
three*way, she like “can we?”
lil’ shawty taste like candy
closet sh*ttin’ on neiman marcus
came a long way from those apartments
say you ain’t smash no other artists (please, cap)
i’ma give lil’ shawty big wood
baby say “it hurts so good”
i’m a young boss like suge
talk down, wish a n*gga would
ain’t gotta be said when it’s understood
step in my hood with your chain, it get took
f*ckin’ these hoes like a rich n*gga should (ooh, yeah)
two hundred k every time i get booked
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[chorus]
couple bad hoes on ice (ice)
rock new celine frames at night (night)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (step)
leave a n*gga stiffer than a mannequin (mannequin)
eight*figure n*gga doin’ damage (ooh, yeah)
this a turbo, not a regular
gotta smoke the weed for my sanity (yeah)
couple bad hoes on ice (ice)
rock new celine frames at night (night)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (step)
tell the b*tch “get rowdy” (yeah)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (ooh, yeah)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (yeah)
[refrain]
cartier french, cost fourteen bands
bad lil’ b*tch from south of france
give me that mouth, don’t use no hands
left cheek, right cheek, do your dance
if dolla f*ck, then she gotta be the baddest
baby gon’ eat it up like a savage
diamonds dancin’ on me like janet
he’s still broke, so the n*gga can’t stand me
i don’t pop perc or xanny
shawty in la perla panties
three*way, she like “can we?”
lil’ shawty taste like candy
closet sh*ttin’ on neiman marcus
came a long way from those apartments
say you ain’t smash no other artists (please, cap)
i’ma give lil’ shawty big wood
baby say “it hurts so good”
i’m a young boss like suge
talk down, wish a n*gga would
ain’t gotta be said when it’s understood
step in my hood with your chain, it get took
f*ckin’ these hoes like a rich n*gga should (ooh, yeah)
two hundred k every time i get booked
[chorus]
couple bad hoes on ice (ice)
rock new celine frames at night (night)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (step)
leave a n*gga stiffer than a mannequin (mannequin)
eight*figure n*gga doin’ damage (ooh, yeah)
this a turbo, not a regular
gotta smoke the weed for my sanity (yeah)
couple bad hoes on ice (ice)
rock new celine frames at night (night)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (step)
tell the b*tch “get rowdy” (yeah)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (ooh, yeah)
tell the b*tch “get right, or get left” (left)
n*gga, we don’t tip*toe, we step (yeah)
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