(Daddy, what did you get me today? What's in the bag? It better be some ice Hahaha... For real, quit playing with me (Icy) Like, I want all that shit Give it to me)
Hot boy Throwin' signs out the top, got the drop on the block, boy Too soon, don't shoot when I'm ridin' on top, boy I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy Let's make the block hot, boy Hot boy, hot boy, he be on the block Keep the buzzer on him 'cause the game don't stop Hot boy, hot boy, tell me what you want I love them, I love them hot boys I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy Let's make the block hot, boy
Bad bitch from the Bay with a ratchet side He pull up with that stick, let that ratchet ride My side baby in some Prada, know he gotta take me out But he don't even drop me off when it's trappin' time Move the rock like Beyoncé, on the Kardash' like he Kanye Welcome to the good life If he playin' with me, 808 and heartbreak Treat me right, he gon' get that good-good all night Money on his head, I could raise that price When you ridin' with Saweetie, they gon' want your wife Keep the rake just in case somebody wan' bite He wish a nigga would, but a bitch just might I'm icy with the curve, icy with the curve (Ice) We gon' keep it low-key like he flip a bird (Hella low) He would leave the game behind if I said a word But I love the way he look when he with the work
Hot boy Throwin' signs out the top, got the drop on the block, boy Too soon, don't shoot when I'm ridin' on top, boy I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy Let's make the block hot, boy Hot boy, hot boy, he be on the block Keep the buzzer on him 'cause the game don't stop Hot boy, hot boy, tell me what you want I love them, I love them hot boys I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy Let's make the block hot, boy
My hot boy keep it hot with the ice on (Yeah) Got the buffalo tusk with the mink coat (Uh-huh) He move that white girl to the rich white folk That the rich white kids put inside they white nose Rich black girl ridin' in his white ghost We throw fifty racks cash at the ice store (Hoo) His jeweler know he only choose it if it's froze That's why he chose the icy girl with the white toes (Ice) Burner in his glovebox, givin' me a rush Top down through the hood, all eyes on us Keep his chains on when he beat it up (Uh) And when he do, it's like we fuckin' with the lights on us Paparazzi flash, he might let the nine bust But he wanna make it last, tried not to act up (Nope) Fuck me like he hate me 'cause he know I like it rough I said "Make it hot, boy," "Comin' right up"
Hot boy Throwin' signs out the top, got the drop on the block, boy Too soon, don't shoot when I'm ridin' on top, boy I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy Let's make the block hot, boy Hot boy, hot boy, he be on the block Keep the buzzer on him 'cause the game don't stop Hot boy, hot boy, tell me what you want I love them, I love them hot boys I'm a cold bitch, so you know I need a hot boy Let's make the block hot, boy
(So what are you 'bout to do? Uh, yeah) I hate the things you do, I hate the things you say You always call my phone and find a way into my place We argue all day long, password not to my phone I wish you would quit, but you went and figured that I'm with that someone else I (Uh), I can't deny (Uh), woodgrain the ride (Uh) You're not the one, I jumped the gun, I can't decide (Uh) Sleepless nights (Uh), start to fight (Uh) Darling, be, just lie to me, I don't mind I don't (Uh), mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
