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Tytuł: Electric ice

  • Wykonawca: Fredro Starr
  • Wyświetleń: 310

  
   [Chorus 2X: X-1 & Mieva]
  We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up
  Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up
  High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up
  Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up
  
  [Fredro Starr]
  Aiyo I pull up in some big shit, poppin B.I.G. shit
  No stearin wheel, Benz toyin wit the joystick
  Park the spaceship, special effects
  On the bracelets, ice jumpin out like The Matrix
  Who light up for than Vegas
  Nigga lookin like Times Square on New Years, when the ball drop
  My neck is like a light show on Fourth of July
  Both wrists like fireworks lightin the sky
  Private airports, Air Force, one's untied
  Blunt in my mouth, stretch now, you waitin outside
  Shit, even when I tuck it in, it blink through the shirt
  How does it work? bitches askin how much it's worth
  Killin eighth street, Ferrari drop, niggas'll clock
  Bitches'll stop and waive, high blondin, bitches to watch
  "Is that lights on ya stage, that ice on ya chain?"
  Yo I'm C.O., Other People Money type thing
  Now haters in the game wanna take my place
  Live my life, wish they could take my face
  Fuck my wife, wish me death to rock my lights
  But that's the price of fame, Electric Ice
  
  [Chorus 2X]
  
  [Mieva]
  Floss out, strawberry lights, lavender life
  More money than Blake character's wife
  Lady ice criminal, rock minerals
  Bitches can't stand it, Electric Ice, lookin transparent
  You ain't gettin no brighter, a hundred watts in the bezel
  The face of an angel wit the body of a devil
  Diamonds rock like glaciers
  At the tennis courts wit high beams and tennis bracelets
  Blindin Venus, hahahaha
  
  [X-1]
  Ten days out the summer, put them blazers up
  Ninja bike night ridin wit my helmet up
  Sock on my Nikes, look at bitches clockin the lights
  Go ahead and touch that and get the shock of ya life
  Who that nigga over there wit the glow in his chest
  It gotta be X, niggas stay flirtin wit death
  Lookin like I got a Christmas tree around my neck
  You try to cop that, by Jacob ain't got those yet
  Wires inside to shine, kid the hottest design
  Try to define a nigga that's inspired to grind
  Yesterday my lights was green, today they red
  I turn the bracelet off, before I goes to bed,
  Electric Ice
  
  [Chorus 2X]