Baby Aka #1 StunnaBirdmanIce Cold[Baby]Ladies and Gentlemen, this young man is the author of the bookPimps are people tooHe is also the president of guns, bitches, and automobilesHe also controls all the seafood tradeHe got, the skrimps, the lobsters, the primesThe selmon, the little selmon, the big selmenThe sardines, the cardads, and all thatLadies and gentlemen, put your hands together and give a warm welcomeTo Jay fizzle, my nizzle, fo shizzle(Turn up J. Fizzle's microphone)[Jazze Pha - in backround]Tell me why, why, is it sooThat I'm soo-oh, ice cold (ice cold)Tell me why, why, is it sooThat I'm soo-oh, ice cold[Verse 1][Baby]Stunner and T Kizzie, thats so iceyMommy gave me rangs on the back of my bikeyI got the mink coat for wifey, wifeyIcey icey, my wifey wifey[TQ]They should have named me Dr. FreezeCause I'm the coldest nigga y'all done seenThe day that rap met r&bGot the birdman, Jazze, and me[Baby]Ay, ay, see I'm so icey, my life so coolSo so icey, the boys a foolIce from iceman, I ice my booIced all over, from my head to her shoe[TQ]Ice in the mail from Jacob booI got a million dollar prala seat behind ya tooIt's million dollar mob thats behind me booNow watch what the fuck I do(Wipe em down, wipe em down, biatch)[Chorus - Jazze Pha]Tell me why, why, (whyyy) is it soo (is it soo)That I'm soo-oh, ice cold (so ice cold)Tell me why, why, is it soo, (tell me whyyy) sooThat I'm soo-oh, ice cold[Verse 2][Baby]Ay, ay, T Kizzie, r&b roundI put ice on my mom, and my sister tooIt's mister icey icey, in the burgendy coupe[TQ]I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he still was hereOn the white-wall tires, with them white-wall rims[Baby]The million dollar ice, ice pumped up bootsI got ice all over, with the million dollar shoes[TQ]Look at iced up dro back, iced up meWatch #18 as he kill the cit-ty[Baby]Put ice on my benz, on the 20 inch rimsAnd I ice my lens with the burberry timsI got ice on my wrist, too cold to meltPinky ring, icey icey, in a bird nest[TQ]I'm from the ice clique, we unexplainably richWhole lot of hits, whole lot of chipsC-O the birdman, whole lot of bricksPut it all together, thats a whole lot of shit[Chrous - Jazze Pha][Verse 3][Baby]Ay, ay, T Kizzie, big pimpinI got million dollar game, with as fly as freakPrincess, bigness, ice on my teethRound shape, we shape, my shit is a foolI got 15 karats, icey ice my boo[TQ]Went to the corner, you can see meI'm in the ice cold six four, smokin droBallin nice and e-z, ss that I bought from freshWith the Cali license plate that read L.A. is best[Baby]Big Wop is iced out, and Ceedi iced outTiny-toe, big g, my rounds iced outAnd Exey icey hot, and busy is tooWe get money, spit ice, and wear gucci suits[TQ]Let me tell you bout what we are, is what we areIce cold money makin, see ya marraAnd we gon keep ballin til they close the barAnd do the same damn thing tomarraOh yeah, oh yeah[Chorus - Jazze pha]Fo sho nigga, y'all know who want this ice shitFor this game nigga, it ain't no secretSee ya morra for life niggaMy whole crew shinnin niggaBusy, birdman, third world magnolia, biatchSay T Queezie, your too hot for me pimpinSee you stunnin, and you talk enough shit to make a cripple man walkI'm a tell you like this dogSee Jimmy you holdin down back there nigga, keep your head upSay Elton, you still one of the hottest niggas out there niggaYou aint front at all nigga, keep ya head up, biatchMy brothers in this shit ya heard me, biatch, biatchBrrrrrrrrrrrrr, brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrBirdcall motherfucker, birdcall motherfucker
Songs by Baby Aka #1 Stunna
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