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Lord Infamous
Frosty
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Frosty was released on October 9, 2007 by Black Rain Entertainment as a part of the album The Man, The Myth, The Legacy (Looned & Chopped) [feat. D-Dirt & Enigma]
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AlbumThe Man, The Myth, The Legacy (Looned & Chopped) [feat. D-Dirt & Enigma]
Release DateOctober 9, 2007
LabelBlack Rain Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

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Mario Reddick
Mario Reddick
Songwriter
Ricky Dunigan
Ricky Dunigan
Songwriter
Myron Jenkins
Myron Jenkins
Songwriter

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Frosty, like the frosting on flakes, we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
Girl, please watch these Memphis **** stack cheese
Lord Infamous, II Tone, and it's yo boy Mac'tese
Yeah, we do our own thing, bad bitch with bad brains
No cap bout you suckas out there, hate on dat Black Rain
Keepin' on some gangsta shit, droppin' all these gutter hits
From Magnolia to the Mound, through Black Haven, yeah, we runnin' this
Even when the topic ice, in my mind I got a price
Nice price, nice white, white ice, ice white
Still on the grind, though, still gotta find ho'
Still spittin these lyrics on the track to make your mind blow
No, I ain't gon' stun a lot, catch me in the parkin' lot
Blowin' blunts and poppin' pills with **** strapped with .40 Glocks
Some of them they walk it out, some of them they talk it out
But Black Rain Entertainment in this bitch, we gon' chalk it out
Pull guns up out the holster bitch, I told you it's a icy thang
Freeze, don't make a sound, and lay it down, and now I'm icy mane
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
Blay!
Scarecrow fulfillin' a prophecy, you hoe ass **** can't stop a G
All you can do is drop down and plead, my plan is mini monopoly
Cockin' da chamber on .223, your skull is convertible on your knee
Ain't shit you **** can offer me, I'm stickin' to Mafia royalties
Don't need a lot of damn jewelry to get a bitch droppin' her on her knees
Just need the weed, C-O-K-E, but sometimes I fuck off a little cheese
I don't make a damn difference, you see?
I do what I want, I don't fuck with the police
Lord finna go on a criminal spree, I'm tryin' to get me a scoop of the cream
What in the fuck is the American Dream? ****, I know they plot and scheme
The powder I snort is costly, the drank, it got me off beat
All I need is a super freak, that's lickin' me like a blow P-O-P
Sprinkle the coke on my D-I-C-K, dip my sickle in the bay
Got a call from super brain, fuck me till my dick was drained
Pink powders, promethazine got a **** go insane
Catch you in the Black Rain in yo black ice chain
Hocus-pocus gun to your head and take everything
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
When I think about frosty, my mind starts to freeze
'Cause I think about snow, I done move a few keys
**** wear a lot of jewelry, like to dress up like some hoes
I'm from the gutter, brown teeth, with some stains on my clothes
If you gotta go and spend it, homeboy, do it big
Cause the robber always watching on the wife and the kids
One chain, white tee, on the corner, you can find me
40 on my hips cause these **** be grimey
King of South Mempho, found me a nympho
Ghetto hood bitch you can call me a pimp though
Hustle hard, peep the block, old head heads to stop
Nationwide droppin' heat, other raps flop
Love smoking green, sippin' lean, and to snort blow
I'ma street sweeper, bitch, you don't wanna see me hoe
II Tone, Memphis, TN, so I'm gonna shine
See, I'm frosty motherfucker cause I stay out on the grind
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream
Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing
Yeah, we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains
Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
Written by: Brett Ostaszewicz, Mario Reddick, Myron Jenkins, Ricky Dunigan

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