Ice Me Out

Lyrics: Arkeisha Knight/T. Markous Roberts/Jason Vincent Harris Music: Arkeisha Knight/T. Markous Roberts/Jason Vincent Harris Aha, Good job, First Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out I want Tiffany, I want Angel C I want all that shit, y’all know I be stunting You know I’m so worthy, I want that bust down rollie You know diamonds make me feel so horny Bad mother****er, I got Louis for my luggage I need money so I hustle, this ain’t fake, watch buster Please don’t try me, I might touch it Kash get crazy, will you touch her? She wears chains when she's ****ing Get her charms, cause she lucky Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out I ain’t gotta get naked for no tennis bracelet But I need twenty bands, for a ****ing anklet He gave me neck, now I got Patek These ****ers only want that shit Cause they heard Future say it All on the internet, you know Kash like to flex When I hear them up next, you know I get a necklace Sometimes I want mirrors, sometimes I want karats These bitches is my kids, I don't ****ing care Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out Ice me out, ice me out Ice me out, bitch, ice me out I put you in a drought When you try to ice me out I put you in a drought When you try to ice me out Bitch! Ice me out Ice me the **** out! Bitch Haha, ha, ha, ha, ice me the **** out! Haha, huh, woah, no for real, haha Good job, First