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Tay Money - Ice Lyrics



Tay Money - Ice Lyrics
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You know what that is (Ice)
Only real bitches know what that is
Ice
Ice
Ayy, ayy
Ice

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy where you at tonight (ooh)
Send my location we can chill like, ayy (hey)
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)

If you say Tay, then the money come wi't it (ooh)
Talk about some money then Tay gon' get it (Money)
I ain't talkin' phone numbers when I say digits
He say he like to grip so I went done wit it (hey)
Bad bitch gang (bitch)
Bentley truck, scoop me like a sundae (f*ck it up)
And the skirt that I'm in Hermès (ice)
Paparazzi put me on the frontpage bitch, duh

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy where you at tonight (ooh)
Send my location we can chill like, ayy (hey)
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)

I'ma 'cause a cold front if I take a deep breath (ooh, ooh)
Girl, get your man I ain't even tryna keep that
I'ma drive him crazy
I told him keep your seat back
Get up off your ass baby girl I need to see that (Money)
Ice cold in this bitch, huh?
What you thought it was (huh?)
I'ma tell you once, get money, run it up (Money)
When I hit the club all the thugs show me love
Got all these bitches hatin' like, duh (like duh)

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy where you at tonight (ooh)
Send my location we can chill like, ayy (hey)
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)

Pussy on cold, say it feel like ice (ooh)
Send my location, we can chill like ice (hey)
The hottest in the city, neck cold like ice
When I walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
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You know what that is (Ice)
Only real bitches know what that is
Ice
Ice
Ayy, ayy
Ice

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy where you at tonight (ooh)
Send my location we can chill like, ayy (hey)
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)

If you say Tay, then the money come wi't it (ooh)
Talk about some money then Tay gon' get it (Money)
I ain't talkin' phone numbers when I say digits
He say he like to grip so I went done wit it (hey)
Bad bitch gang (bitch)
Bentley truck, scoop me like a sundae (f*ck it up)
And the skirt that I'm in Hermès (ice)
Paparazzi put me on the frontpage bitch, duh

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy where you at tonight (ooh)
Send my location we can chill like, ayy (hey)
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)

I'ma 'cause a cold front if I take a deep breath (ooh, ooh)
Girl, get your man I ain't even tryna keep that
I'ma drive him crazy
I told him keep your seat back
Get up off your ass baby girl I need to see that (Money)
Ice cold in this bitch, huh?
What you thought it was (huh?)
I'ma tell you once, get money, run it up (Money)
When I hit the club all the thugs show me love
Got all these bitches hatin' like, duh (like duh)

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy where you at tonight (ooh)
Send my location we can chill like, ayy (hey)
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)

Thirty-one flavors make him wanna lick it (ooh)
Bitch I'm hard to please at least I can admit it (ayy)
Girl you must be high you ain't f*ckin' with me (no, you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (gimme that)

Pussy on cold, say it feel like ice (ooh)
Send my location, we can chill like ice (hey)
The hottest in the city, neck cold like ice
When I walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)
Ice
Ice
Ice
Ice
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Writer: Daniel Natan Smolley, Dustin Cavazos, Fabricio Rojas, Samuel Melvin, Tate Kobang, Taylor Watson
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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