Ice Cold - Rick Ross/Omarion.lrc

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[00:00.00]She fell in love with a ****ing boy
[00:14.16]Black diamonds on the neck of that ****ing boy
[00:17.19]Big body Benz for that ****ing boy
[00:19.62]Love every tattoo on that ****ing boy
[00:22.71]She sheds tears for that ****ing boy
[00:24.96]Mother****er, it is what it is for that nigger boy
[00:28.08]Handle minor biz for that ****ing boy
[00:30.45]But the reward is major, so on and so forth
[00:33.87]She can tell you by the Greyhound
[00:36.57]She can show you how to stay down
[00:39.39]I can tell you 'bout to break down
[00:41.07]VS1's all in my ****ing watch face now
[00:44.73]Straight G's for your low esteem
[00:47.55]A.P's for the whole team
[00:49.95]As I run away from my obituary
[00:52.65]Walking in the *******t that'll get you buried
[00:55.56]Miami's mine like I'm Pat Riley
[00:58.11]Baselines shoot at niggas, act wisely
[01:00.81]Get the picture, niggas getting richer now
[01:03.54]Living next to niggas, out on Fisher Isle
[01:05.82]Down from Oprah, Don King, and Sosa
[01:08.52]Come to the coca, callate la boca
[01:11.52]They let mother****ers slide when my niggas won't
[01:14.25]Remember God forgives and them triggers don't
[01:16.50][ Hook: Omarion]
[01:17.13]Aw baby it's just how it goes
[01:19.50]Can't feel it but I know you know
[01:22.02]Cause I keep it on the outside of you, girl
[01:24.90]And I keep it on the outside of you, girl
[01:27.60]And I'm reaping just what I sow
[01:30.30]My heart's beating but it still stay froze
[01:33.09]And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl
[01:35.82]And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl
[01:38.43]Arms wide open
[01:42.18](it's warm in here)
[01:50.06][Verse 2]
[02:01.17]She fell in love with the lifestyle
[02:03.21]Paper tag now her neck all iced out
[02:06.60]Lear jets to the fights now
[02:08.70]Belagio crap table with the dice out
[02:12.12]Floor seats at the Heat game
[02:14.31]Her bag 20 grand, niggas, peep game
[02:16.77]South beach making love on the rooftop
[02:19.20]Mother****er to the rhythm, got her singing like she Jill Scott
[02:22.86]I'm just a nigga with a attitude
[02:25.47]Earning revenue through different avenues
[02:28.08]One of my soldiers died in Attica
[02:30.21]Anything other than a ride is out of character
[02:33.93]Top down and it feels right
[02:36.09]I could tell you what a ****ing boy feels like
[02:39.42]I could tell you that he never sleeps
[02:41.94]He may smile but it's never sweet
[02:44.79]Swisha burning at his fingertips
[02:46.86]Tears on the inside but they never drip
[02:50.13]God forgives and the courts don't
[02:52.53]Seeking an appeal when the courts won't
[03:08.39][Hook]

文本歌词

She fell in love with a ****ing boy
Black diamonds on the neck of that ****ing boy
Big body Benz for that ****ing boy
Love every tattoo on that ****ing boy
She sheds tears for that ****ing boy
Mother****er, it is what it is for that nigger boy
Handle minor biz for that ****ing boy
But the reward is major, so on and so forth
She can tell you by the Greyhound
She can show you how to stay down
I can tell you 'bout to break down
VS1's all in my ****ing watch face now
Straight G's for your low esteem
A.P's for the whole team
As I run away from my obituary
Walking in the *******t that'll get you buried
Miami's mine like I'm Pat Riley
Baselines shoot at niggas, act wisely
Get the picture, niggas getting richer now
Living next to niggas, out on Fisher Isle
Down from Oprah, Don King, and Sosa
Come to the coca, callate la boca
They let mother****ers slide when my niggas won't
Remember God forgives and them triggers don't
Aw baby it's just how it goes
Can't feel it but I know you know
Cause I keep it on the outside of you, girl
And I keep it on the outside of you, girl
And I'm reaping just what I sow
My heart's beating but it still stay froze
And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl
And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl
Arms wide open
(it's warm in here)
She fell in love with the lifestyle
Paper tag now her neck all iced out
Lear jets to the fights now
Belagio crap table with the dice out
Floor seats at the Heat game
Her bag 20 grand, niggas, peep game
South beach making love on the rooftop
Mother****er to the rhythm, got her singing like she Jill Scott
I'm just a nigga with a attitude
Earning revenue through different avenues
One of my soldiers died in Attica
Anything other than a ride is out of character
Top down and it feels right
I could tell you what a ****ing boy feels like
I could tell you that he never sleeps
He may smile but it's never sweet
Swisha burning at his fingertips
Tears on the inside but they never drip
God forgives and the courts don't
Seeking an appeal when the courts won't