Imanbek, Aarne & NLE Choppa: предстоящие концерты

В составе

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Aarne
Aarne
Исполнитель
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Исполнитель
Imanbek Zeikenov
Imanbek Zeikenov
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Bryson Potts
Bryson Potts
Композитор
Mircea Papusoi
Mircea Papusoi
Композитор
Imanbek Zeikenov
Imanbek Zeikenov
Композитор
Milan Szelcsanyi
Milan Szelcsanyi
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Aarne
Aarne
Продюсер
MilanMadeIt
MilanMadeIt
Продюсер

Слова

Ice, ice, ice This cup will get me through the night, night, night, night, night (damn, Aarne goin' crazy on these motherf—) Lately you give me life, life, life With you I can live, not just survive (yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy) Ice, ice, ice This cup will get me through the night, night, night, night, night Lately you give me life, life, life With you I can live, not just survive (Yeah) Smile cost me thirty thousand (ice, ice, baby) So much water, I'm a whole island (ice, ice, baby) Heart cold just like my diamonds (ice, ice, baby) Bustdown Rollie perfect timin' (ice, ice, baby) Police say "Freeze", my diamonds doin' it Pussy piercin' on her cat, man, I spent a couple racks on it Fat mama poking, see it when approachin' Choke a chain, chokin', pull on it while I stroke it Uh, she like "Ice me out," ayy I'm like "Eat it up," yeah She like "Fly me out" She ain't like the riches I'm spendin', the only thing she really care about But I ain't sayin' she a gold digger-digger-digger But she ain't fuckin' with no broke nigga-nigga-nigga Ten figure, real hitta, shoulder chip gettin' bigger One dollar, two dollar, three dollar, milla-milla What I spent on whips, paid hitta, not a slave nigga Ice, ice, ice This cup will get me through the night, night, night, night, night Lately you give me life, life, life With you I can live, not just survive (Yeah) Smile cost me thirty thousand (ice, ice, baby) So much water, I'm a whole island (ice, ice, baby) Heart cold just like my diamonds (ice, ice, baby) Bustdown Rollie perfect timin' (ice, ice, baby) Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist Ice on my bitch (ice, ice, baby) Talk a little slick like a plump reap Always on the kicks (ice, ice, baby) Ice on my neck, ice on my wrist Ice on my bitch (ice, ice, baby) Talk a little slick like a plump reap Always on the kicks (ice, ice, baby-baby-baby)
Writer(s): Imanbek Zeikenov, Mircea Papusoi, Bryson Lashun Potts, Milan Szelcsanyi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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