MP3: Trick Daddy-Tuck Ya Ice
Interpret: Trick Daddy
Skladba: Tuck Ya Ice
Album: Mastered - 12-04-06
Rok: 2006
Žánr: Hip Hop/Dirty South
Délka skladby: 00:04:21
Velikost souboru: 6.12 Mb
Počet stažení: 4
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  Text skladby: Trick Daddy-Tuck Ya Ice
Cane is in the buildin', nigga Tuck, tuck that, tuck, tuck that Tuck, tuck that, tuck, tuck that
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
My shit is platinum, these assholes wearin' white gold See I'm too smart in these cars, nigga, all my shit paid for And why should I rent a house, when I can buy it and write it off? Make it my Florida home for the summer 'Round winter time, just rent it out
See I ain't none of them, who ride around on rented rims I change on the weekend, and floss in his mama's Benz See when I hit the scene, I be so fresh, so clean White fitted, white tee, ain't 'Nann Nigga' like me
What kinda shit you on, wearin' fuckin' rhinestones? Them cubic zirconia, son, them ain't fuckin' diamonds So you gonna fuck around and get gangrene at the arm I rob and kill one, over some muh'fuckin' slum
Your chain is crazy but that shit for gazey And it ain't real, unless it's copper or stainless steel So whoever made it, you shouldn't have paid Twenty grand for a diamond chain that's fuckin' gold plated
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
16 out the house, 17 gold mouth 18 on the block, nigga got them thangs out Birdman Stunna, nigga, we don't sit in jail Real niggas do real thangs, you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell, know I gotta make a sale Found myself in Dade County, nigga movin' pounds of bail So fresh, so bright with the ice Nigga, you could lose your life playin' with the bright lights, yeah
Cali got my back, I'm strapped nigga and [Incomprehensible] Doin' it big, poppin' bottles, nigga, the G way Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right For a cheap price, nigga that cutter'll get your mind right
M O B to a bitch, made my hood rich Click, cash, money young, money it's that uptown shit Ballin' on them bitches, shot callin' on them bitches Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
They asked the kid the difference between mine's and his See my shit blindin', his shit don't shine 'cause that shit ain't real His gemstones, they fruity pebbles, just like Flinstone And he had his Roley on but I ain't even notice his arm
But his diamonds' cloudy and he ain't shiny And I heard his shit tick tick tickin', oh man, this nigga trippin' See we poppin' bottles, smokin' bugga, actin' cocky Big thangs with fat pockets, wearin' seventy thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends, we breakin' them thangs in Invest in smaller hick town, shakin', bakin' and breakin' it down We gettin' top dollar 'cause we got that top powder Hoes slob on our johnson 'cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar, we gettin' money, holla Rollin' hard with five fives, real fuckin' street ballers Identify troubles with the first quarter But I'm on the right path At this rate, I'll be sellin' slabs by the halves
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Tuck, tuck that ice in, I shine like a lighthouse Tuck, tuck that ice in, you ain't, you ain't iced out Lights on, lights off, I shine like a lighthouse
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