SNS - SHE GOT IT

It's a icy gang, it's a icy gang Ditty, we about to be rich, baby
Look, ah-ha
Damn, lil' mama, you thick She wanna shake it and throw that shit back on that nigga
Cause she know I'm drippin' and lit I'm with the hittas, so you better watch

All the malice that's comin' from outta your lips
Lettin' it flock when it come off the hip Tellin' the coppers to get off my dick
I tell these lame ass lil' niggas, hold up
Run down, watch a nigga fold up If they hatin tell them boys grow up

Papers in tow with the Za rolled up I get to the breesh
Somebody's wife, but shawty my treesh You never ready for war and got your own chop
Then lil' nigga get out the streets
Demon, pop a perk, now bro geekin' In the field on the road eatin

B-O-A, Chevy, and T-D'n We fuck up the mall, Neiman's
In the foreign goin' off speedin' She wanna fuck on the low creepin
Her booty fat, girl, them cheeks cheekin
Shake some, clappin' that booty for money, you know that you gone

Make some, hit my dougie, you already know what I'm on
Fuckin' you good to this song Baby girl, you know my motherfuckin' body
I'ma go round and round, and I'm gone
Shake some, clappin' that booty for money, you know that you gone

Make some, hit my dougie, you already know what I'm on
Shake some, clappin' that booty for money, you know that you gone
Make some, hit my dougie, you already know what I'm on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it
I-I-I-It's the Icy Gang

Written by:
DeAndre Williams

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