(Nelly)
I got a whole heard of cows ta die for my 6`
Hockey players pagin` me to practice on my wrist
20 inch Aqua treads so my whip don`t slip
Pullin` up bringin joy (Joi) like my nigga Big Gipp
If I go on a rampage then watch my mo` flip
Draw from both hips, emptyin` both clips
Got a whole lotta niggas wanna ride wit` me
Now that a niggas so hot, can strike fire from me
Thinkin` Nelly `posed to take `em outta poverty
But when I tell `em no, they think of robbin` me
Son ain`t no stoppin` me, some are home at Iceland
Hang with penguins, like that`s my reason (that`s my reason)
Like Earth, Wind and Fire, my parts that`s freezin
Last time you seen Nelly, snowin` in June
You ever had a bicoastal orgy happen off in yo` room
But what happen`s in Cancun, stay`s in Cancun
[Chorus-2x](Nelly)
Icey that, icey this
Icey neck, icey wrist
Icey cris, I see miss
Icey 6 tha sea six
Icey fits on five, icey tips
(Keyuan)
I live the nice way, I store my jewels in an ice-tray
How you want it, the man or the mice way?
Take two of the karats, call me in the mornin have an ice-day
I stay in more leather than Andrew Dice Clay
You might say I`m arrogant, just because I ain`t sharin` it
If the check ain`t seven digits, I`m tearin` it
If the `Tics can`t fit in my whip, then I ain`t steerin` it
Bombed Antartica, now a nigga wearin` it
Catch me on my set wit` an iced out chain
An iced out rapper wit` a iced out name
A cold hand shake because of my pinky rang
Iced-out Cartier`s with a iced-out frame
Catch me in an iced-out Range wit` icey dames
Puffin`, bling-bling, while she do tha damn thang
I`m spendin` half my changes on clockin` thangs
And I got a icey game like hockey man
(Ali)
I gave knowledge to scientists who brains was locked
They didn`t know that Iceland was just my jewelry box
And then the South Pole, that`s when I used to slang O`s
And moved to keys and bought diamonds outta control
My poppa, Snow Man, momma, Eskimo
So many rats that I need pest control
Would cop from Jacob, but I don`t know where he at
So `till I found that cat I guess I`ll roll wit` Zach
And puff sacks in the hydraulic-dancin` cars
Gotta a caulus on my hand for poppin` Branson jaws
Bitches be prancin` hard cuz they know we maintain
With enough ice to freeze rain in a woodgrain Range
Dual exaust playa, I keep some soft
It`s da gloss-boss, the floss-frost across the Randy Moss
Until we meet again, y`all keep on servin` `em out
Nicky Sach, AKA, George Durban, what?
[Chorus-2x]
(Murphy Lee)
Young dude `bout to do this like a veteran
Long shorts, tall Timberland`s
Flossin` in my icey Vokal, Varsity letterman
Icey headband to hold my baby-dreads in
That`s what it is and what it`s betta been
Cuz when I get cold I freeze, when I`m hot, I`m water
On ice at all times, hittin` hockey player`s daughters
I`m like Ralph and the Honeymooners (Why I oughta!)
Put ice on the S-T-L and my role model for startas
I`m like icey as frozen foods with frostbit friends
Who all like `em thin with icey rear-ends, nine outta ten get hit
Seven outta nine givin` icey head in the icey whip
School boy keep a icey fit for icey mits
Who like icey that and icey this
Smoke a icey spliff gettin` icey lit
By these Pizza Hut delivery chicks who love tips
(City Spud)
Aiyyo, I`m icey when you say Lunatics gon` ride
Love when ya call me to make yo C.D. hot
Niggas mad sayin, How you go from bottom to top?
Juan B behind me when I do T.V. slots
Now I`m at the bar floatin` from the icey jaw
Know who we are when I pull up in tha icey car
I ice the chain cuz niggas got twice the change
I ice the ring and niggas go to sortin` the game
So if I`m hot, I`m hot, if you not, you not
And if I`m clockin` dough, let me tick and tock
And if love ready to rock, yo I`m hot to trot
Courtney B. ready to rock, I`m hot to trot
Yellow Mack ready to rock, I`m hot to trot
Cuda Love say I`m hot then I`m buyin` a yacht
