SHE GOT IT Lyrics

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