Ice

[Intro: Charli Baltimore & Ma$e]

[Verse 1: Charli Baltimore & Ma$e]

Yo, yo, yo

See I hold my head, hoes wanna 'spite me

Mad, I got the Jag' but they the wifey

Icey, is what my merchandise be

Know I'ma star, so they over-price me

Charli B'More be twice you bitch

Tell you got no style by the Ice you pick

Step into my cold area, polar bear wear

White minking, white Lincoln, now what you thinking

What? Too much Ice got you blinking?

Meanwhile, Mickey sinking, what you drinking

West Philly, bad bitch, dress really

Ain't met a nigga with enough dough to sex really

Seen everything, from king's to heavy haters

Cherry gators, Tahoe in every flavor

Rhymes I wrote (9's I tote 'em)

And times I hold 'em

I even put 9's in niggas scrotums

[Chorus: Ma$e]

Yea, wha, wha, what

Yea, wha, wha, what

Yea, wha, wha, what

Yea, wha, wha, what

Turn me up, though, turn me up

[Verse 2: Ma$e & Charli Baltimore]

Yo, yo, now if you don't stop

Then we won't stop

If you want the bottom, then I'll be on top

I ain't never met a bitch that ain't ever suck a cock

So if you gotta proof, I gotta have a drop, bi-atch!

If you know B'More, then you know this song

I'ma rip any shit, niggas throw me on

While I'm reachin' mine, I ain't known you that long

Fuck around, nigga, wiggle more then your rollie gone

Ring too

Get that nigga cream too

Hit him bout once or twice, dream come true

I'll give you more then a six, mansion on the beach

Chanel flip flop's, satin all on ya feet

Liguini for brunch, or spice and your heat

So a bitch like you, can't check me from the street

I'm not a girl who'll dream about living with Ma$e

All I wanna do is get his cake and sit on his face

[Chorus: Ma$e & Charli Baltimore]

Wha, wha, what

Yea, yea, yeah

Yea, yea, yeah

Yea, yea, yeah

Yea, yea, yeah

Yea, yea, yeah

Yeah, wha, wha, what, what the fuck, uhh, yo

[Verse 3: Ma$e & Charli Baltimore]

What they think, cause be Ma$e young, Ma$e be dumb (Uh huh)

They get Ma$e strung, there'll be no prenum (No doubt)

But ever since Blood died (Uh), my life change

Out the blue, I'm they boo (What?), that's quite strange (Uh)

I get nice thangs, way out the price range (Uh)

Half these girls, don't even know my right name (Yea, yea)

I'm fly Rollie, mink made of coyote

Love a ghetto hoe, I know she die for me (Uh)

You got me confused, see Cam the freak (Uh huh)

Ma$e never the cat, bring sand to the beach (Uh)

Show some that the average show-hand couldn't reach

Living expenses, 50 grand a week

You know me, I  be O-T (Uh), low key (Uh)

Platinum rollie, smoke a O-Z (Yea, yea)

Baby face nigga, without no goatee

2 point 8, about to blow 3

Huh (Uh)

[Outro: Ma$e & Charli Baltimore]

What the fuck

What the fuck

Yea, yea, yeah, wha, wha, what, uhh, uhh

Yea, yea, yeah, wha, wha, what, uhh, uhh

Yea, yea, yeah, wha, wha, what, uh

What the fuck (You don't stop) (Yea, uh, uh)

What the fuck

What the fuck (Harlem word, we won't stop) (Yea, yeah)

What the fuck (Harlem world)

Philly's still dress chilly (Bloodshed forever, Mason Betha)

You don't stop

Philly

C.B

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