Ice Cold - Choclair: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Ice Cold

151

Hip-Hop

Ice Cold was released on July 13, 1999 by VM Canada as a part of the album Ice Cold

Song Details

Release DateJuly 13, 1999

LabelVM Canada

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM90

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Choclair

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kareem Blake

Composer

Karl Amani Wailoo

Karl Amani Wailoo

Composer

R Perryman

Composer

Tony Camillo

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Troy Hightower

Mixing Engineer

Neville "Gadget" Campbell

Neville "Gadget" Campbell

Recording Engineer

DA Grassroots Music

DA Grassroots Music

Producer

Lyrics

Ice cold, brother, man

(Ice cold, ****)

I ain't jivin' with ya, slur (Ice cold)

Yeah

We talkin' about a brother right here that's cold as ice, man

(Cold, motherfucker)

Two fat sacks in the back, man

(Ice cold, did I say cold?)

Ice cold, ****

You know, some flip-flop shit, man

You know when you grab that girl last night, man?

Kinda pimp the bitch, tell her that you love her, man

(Ice cold)

Meanwhile, you're at a next girl's house the next day

Fuckin' the bitch, man (Uh, yeah)

That's the mind of cold shit, man (Ice cold)

I ain't jivin' with ya, man (Ice cold, ice cold, ice cold, ****)

(Fuck around, man) Yeah

I like my girls with they ass up (Yeah), they face down

Pillow on the mouth so we can muffle out the sound (Uh)

Dudes try to get down to make themselves ride

They try, always seem to fall at waist-side

But take my hand, we can both just glide

Keep pace, if you kill, I ain't got time to wait (Nah)

It's all about me and keepin' food on my plate (Mm)

It's all about the way I make my moves correlate

See, I'm an ice cold ****, a **** ice cold

On call, watchin' tricks drop in they Girbauds (Uh)

The shit's untold, well seen, let's send the force

**** thought they'd get me vexed, I ain't get mad at all

Let it breathe, let it fly like six white gulls

'Cause **** backin' me is like six brick walls

Girls cold, I warmed 'em with my six-pound balls

If you fuck with one man, you have a six-man brawl

Ain't no threat, it's a promise to all you motherfuckers

Talkin' hard times, only been in fights with your brother (Uh)

I pause your whole move, comma (Uh)

I breathe on the mic, they give me ten G's

It's like Too $hort, but just a bit taller (Yeah)

Without the Impala (Uh)

But still be at the bar and parlay with the Marnier

And throw pennies at whores, fuck what you say

I be heavy-chested and got my money well-invested

You are pain, you are pride

You are nothin' but an ice cold ****

Mm, yeah

So swallow and follow the instruction of an ice cold ****

****, ooh (Ice cold ****)

It only takes a minute for Shaq's to get up in this

Bad mother— watch your mouth, big dog

You'll only prolong your defeat from the sugar cane, sweet

One inch with six feet (Mm)

Got your eyes tweaked when I'm on the street

Eyes tweaked when I'm on the street (Uh)

But how you gonna feel when I be rollin' through your hood

With your chick in my ride and her mouth on my wood?

Just another day, leavin' **** with nothin' to say

Ayy, hey, Pablo (Yeah), you askin' questions how I debuted

At the top of the charts in my period, that's inaugural (Yeah)

You see, I could ride with my eyes closed

Par with women that giggle (Yeah), spar with the chuckles (Uh-huh)

I drop shit to make the knees buckle (You hearin' me, ****?)

And sidestep all struggles (You hearin' me, ****?)

See, I can step on any course from air to a letter

What, I better think twice? Uh, I think not

You're gonna recognize who makes shit hot

You're gonna respect the name Tiznak

You're gonna respect the name Choclair

Every year, I make shit hot (Uh)

It's confidence, not conceitedness

I grab a illy verse without bein' weeded

I depleted your game 'cause your style wasn't needed

Uh-huh, uh-huh, I laugh at your crew

See, my pearlies, they be laughin' too

Ah-ha, ah-ha, you red-eyed bastard (Yeah)

I see your girls crack like I'm plaster (Yeah)

Never procrastinate the bait, Choclair be the illest

I'll back again it, and storm through while you tiptoe

With spill folds I want with extra reds in the socks (Socks)

I work hard like White God (Uh)

And give your naughty girl love like she's Sam Fox (Fox), biatch

You are pain, you are pride

You are nothin' but an ice cold ****

****

Mm, yeah

So swallow and follow the instruction of an ice cold ****

****, yeah

You are pain, you are pride

You are nothin' but an ice cold ****

Mm, yeah

So swallow and follow the instruction of an ice cold ****

You are pain, you are pride

You are nothin' but an ice cold ****

Mm, yeah

So swallow and follow the instruction of an ice cold ****

Mm, yeah

Written by: Kareem Blake, Karl Amani Wailoo, R Perryman, Tony Camillo

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