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Street Scott - Iceman Lyrics



Street Scott - Iceman Lyrics




Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze
Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze

Whole team got that juice
Go ape shit like zoo
Lock it down, John Q
Hit that pot like a typhoon
I play chess, make moves
She gon get it too
Wet like won ton soup
That's just how I do
In the kitchen, should've been a chemist
Slipt atoms in two
Before you front your move, we saw that shit like dejavu
She gon smoke a blunt or two
Her eye's gon look like Mulan's view
Pyrex Scott
Melt the spoon
Dig my vibe
It's a mood
You couldn't tell me nothing
You niggas scared to be great or something
Shit wasn't easy, I came from nothing
Got a whole lot of sleep on an empty stomach
I'm a QB that just need a runner
That's gon joke with the pack and he never fumble
Ok, I see you don't want the thunder
If she found me, she's a treasure hunter
I hit that from the side
Tour de France, she gon ride
I got game
Big Mac
You're just fries on the side
Whip that dope. Joe Jackson
Make it dance like Jackson 5
T.A.G too lit
She want kick
Cobra Kai

Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze
Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze
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Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze
Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze

Whole team got that juice
Go ape shit like zoo
Lock it down, John Q
Hit that pot like a typhoon
I play chess, make moves
She gon get it too
Wet like won ton soup
That's just how I do
In the kitchen, should've been a chemist
Slipt atoms in two
Before you front your move, we saw that shit like dejavu
She gon smoke a blunt or two
Her eye's gon look like Mulan's view
Pyrex Scott
Melt the spoon
Dig my vibe
It's a mood
You couldn't tell me nothing
You niggas scared to be great or something
Shit wasn't easy, I came from nothing
Got a whole lot of sleep on an empty stomach
I'm a QB that just need a runner
That's gon joke with the pack and he never fumble
Ok, I see you don't want the thunder
If she found me, she's a treasure hunter
I hit that from the side
Tour de France, she gon ride
I got game
Big Mac
You're just fries on the side
Whip that dope. Joe Jackson
Make it dance like Jackson 5
T.A.G too lit
She want kick
Cobra Kai

Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze
Ice. Ice. Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Aye) Ice. Ice
(Okay) Ice, cold, too, dope
Ice. Ice. So. Froze
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Writer: Todd Scott
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Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Todd Scott

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