Cartier WOW - Ice Fresh

Hard times, can't never make a real one fold
no hard times, can't never make a real one fold
no hard times, can't never make a real one
Ice baguettes, ice fresh, ice baguettes, ice fresh
Say she in love with the racks, she climb up the pole, she high as the heavens
Only one fuck with the boss niggas trappers, she get in her mode then she turn to a savage
She start to bounce it and shake it and dance, she told me sit back and relax
Why you look me in my eyes like that, twerking and shaking them thighs like that
Only one hunnids addicted to blues, she on a handstand and she know what to do
That pussy so fire, put it on the news, she keep her a rollie, they coming in twos
Ice baguettes, ice fresh, ice baguettes, ice fresh
Say she in love with the racks, she climb up the pole, she high as the heavens
Only one fuck with the boss niggas trappers, she get in her mode then she turn to a savage
Put on that camera and she was bout action, you would think that she was practicing
Bending and shaking and start doing magic tricks, way that she moving and how you imagining
Nasty things, nasty, nasty things, told her that baby that I am a catalyst
All for the city, grilling and ratchetness, the real pleaser, she fulfill all your fantasies
Ice baguettes, ice fresh, ice baguettes, ice fresh
Say she in love with the racks, she climb up the pole, she high as the heavens
Only one fuck with the boss niggas trappers, she get in her mode then she turn to a savage
Ice baguettes, ice fresh, ice baguettes, ice fresh
Say she in love with the racks, she climb up the pole, she high as the heavens
Only one fuck with the boss niggas trappers, she get in her mode then she turn to a savage

Written by:
Warrick Campbell

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