Like..? (2023)

 

• In Ha Mood
• Princess Diana
• Gangsta Boo
• Actin A Smoochie
• Bikini Bottom
• Munch (Feelin' U)
• How High? (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Butterfly Ku (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Deli (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• Princess Diana (Remix) (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
• On The Radar (Freestyle) (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

In Ha Mood lyrics - Ice Spice

Where were you last week, when you stopped coming by?

Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT

Like, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)

Like, damn, she in her mood (Boom)

Like, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)

She lit, get money too (Like)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood), damn

In the mirror, I'm doin' my dance (Like)

And he packin', I know by his pants (Grrah)

He a rapper, but don't got a chance

Stuck in my ways so I'm lovin' my bands (Damn)

Like a million views in a day (Like)

It's so many ways to get paid (Grrah)

I tried dippin', he begged me to stay

Bae, I'm not stayin', I just wanna play (Just wanna play)

In the party, he just wanna rump (Rump)

Big boobs and the butt stay plump (Stay plump)

She a baddie, she know she a ten (Baddie, ten)

She a baddie with her baddie friend (Damn, friend)

They like, "Ice, how you always stay hot?" (Hot)

Oh, they mad 'cause I keep makin' bops (Bops)

Oh, she mad 'cause I'm takin' her spot

If I was bitches, I'd hate me a lot (Grrah)

Like, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)

Like, damn, she in her mood (Boom)

Like, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)

She lit, get money too (Like)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood), damn

No friends, I don't fuck with the fakes (Grrah)

Sayin' they love me, but wantin' my place (Like)

Step in the party, I'm lookin' the baddest

So the paparazzi in my face (Grrah)

Pretty bitch, but I came from the gutter

Said I'd be lit by the end of the summer (Like)

And I'm proud that I'm still gettin' bigger (Damn)

Goin' viral is gettin' 'em sicker

Like, what? Let's keep it a buck (Huh)

Bitches too borin', got 'em stuck in a rut (Damn)

Lamborghini roarin' when I hop out the truck (Huh)

Pretty bitch like Lauren with a big ass butt, yup

Pretty face and the waist all gone (Huh)

And I'm makin' 'em wait, hold on (Hold on)

And I'm makin' 'em wait, hold on (Hold on)

Wait, hold on (Grrah, hold on)

Like, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)

Like, damn, she in her mood (Boom)

Like, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)

She lit, get money too (Like)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood, damn)

Like, damn, she in her mood (Grrah)

Like, damn, she in her mood (Boom)

Like, damn, she in her mood (In her mood, she in her mood)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood)

She lit, get money too (Like)

Like, damn, she in her mood (She in her mood, damn)

Princess Diana lyrics - Ice Spice

Stop playin' with 'em Riot

Like, grah, keep it a stack bitches move wock, 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin' I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin money I know who I am (Grah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grah)

If he smart he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grah)

Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass

Like grah, keep it a stack, bitches move wock, 'cause they know I got bands

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin money, I know who I am (Grah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grah)

Bitches slow, so I give 'em a pass

And I just fell in love with a gangsta, so he put my name in a tatt (Like damn)

But I don't let him come to the crib (Grah)

So we get it on where we at (Grah)

Nowadays I be duckin' them cameras

And they hype that I'm up on them banners

Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (Why?)

In the hood I'm like Princess Diana (Grah)

I'm thick, 'cause I be eatin' oats (Huh)

Bitches not takin' shit from me but notes

Wanna be me, so she do my emotes

And my name in her mouth so I bet she gon' choke (Bitch)

To her man I'm the girl of his dreams

Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth

He keep textin', I leave him on seen

Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean (Know what I mean)

Like grah keep it a stack bitches move wock 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin' I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin money I know who I am (Grah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my Gram (Grah)

If he smart he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Like grah, keep it a stack, bitches move wock, 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin money, I know who I am (Grah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Lookin' at me like who bigger than she? (Who)

I'm the one who they wishin' to be (Damn)

Takin' my time, 'cause I don't wanna bait

If you makin your plate, then I already ate (Grah)

I book a flight and go chill in Tulum

Turnin' heads when I walk in the room (Like)

I know he want me, his bitch is a lame and she make in a year what I spend on a chain (Spend on my chain)

Makin' it rain (Makin' it rain)

Doin' my thing (Like)

And I'm young, still gettin money my pockets is chubby, nothin' was the same (Huh)

Takin' ya boo (Takin' ya boo)

Makin' it move

Like flexin' on niggas and bitches addictin', feenin' for me like they usually do (Usually do)

Like grah keep it a stack bitches move wock, 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin money I know who I am (Grah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my gram (Grah)

If he smart he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger they got ya head gassed (Grah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Like grah, keep it a stack, bitches move wock, 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin money, I know who I am (Grah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Gangsta Boo lyrics - Ice Spice & Lil Tjay

Stop playin' with em', Riot

A baddie gon' get what she like (Grah)

So what's your sign? 'Cause I like you (Like)

Got a place we can stay for the night

But I'm too shy to invite you (Grah)

You got a gangsta vibe (Vibe)

And I want a gangsta boo (Boo)

One of a dangerous kind (Grah)

I'm tryna see how a gangsta move

He never worried 'bout' no exes

All on my body, I'm the bestest

Diamonds keep dancin' on my necklace

Bitch stay mad, just like the rest is (Grah)

On Fordham, my drip was the same (Facts)

Hit up Benny when I need a chain (Like)

Made it out, soon as I got fame (Grah)

Walkin' past, and they yellin' my name

Damn, Like they going ku (Go ku)

I'ma fan but I'm keepin' my cool (Keepin' my cool)

And I like it when you call me boo (Like boo)

Bae, I just wanna do what you do (Like)

Fuck ya thots, I'm takin they spot (They spot)

Bitches know that I am what they not

I'ma help you get back at the opps (Grah)

Bae, can I come when you spinnin' they block? (Grah)

And I swear that you be on my mind (My mind)

Yeah I'm lit, but for you I'll make time (Make time)

Niggas waitin', you skipping the line (Like)

I was debating on makin' you mine (Grah)

And you fly, I can tell by ya belt

And you make what the cards you was dealt (You was dealt)

By my side, then you takin no L

He all like "Damn ice, you makin' me melt" (Grah)

Got a man, but I hope you don't care (Care)

When I'm with him, I wish you was there (Facts)

Takin' that risk, bae, you know I'm not scared (Like)

What he think? He know shit isn't fair (Like)

Flexin' together, I know we go better (Grah)

We stay hot, it don't matter the weather (Grah)

His bitches mad that he gettin' me wetter (Grah)

Damn, I ain't feel like this way in forever (Grah)

A baddie gon' get what she like (Grah)

So what's your sign? 'Cause I like you (Like)

Got a place we can stay for the night

But I'm too shy to invite you (Grah)

You got a gangsta vibe (Vibe)

And I want a gangsta boo (Boo)

One of a dangerous kind (Grah)

I'm tryna see how a gangsta move

I don't think you should play with me (Why?)

'Cause you gon' end up just like the last opp

I'm a thug on some drugs

In a home, and say long before rap, I was playing the back box

I don't know if I'm high, I just 2 bopped

But your shit look like you got ass shots

Treat that bitch like the opps when the boys tryna slide

And they see me, I'm giving her back shots

I'm like "Ice, your shit looking fat"

I'm a gangsta, I keep it legit

I could hold you, I told her some secrets

So she know I be on that shit

Told her "Not so much know what you know"

That's when she told me "Daddy, I'm zipped"

If the boys ever try to come crash me

I'ma tell them "No habla English"

And together we sound like brish

They can't do it like you, and they wish

Fuck the opps, are you ready for beef?

So you know what to do with the

See an opp, I don't fold, I go quick

Like "Who next tryna go on my list?"

If he throw up a 4 we gon' blitz 'em

How many of them gon 'go in my spliff

My little shawty, I treat her like gang

And she know she mean like no rap nigga

I'm the youngest to do it you had a shot

Blew it, of course, she gon' leave my sack bigger

That lil' nigga ain't nothing like me

And I'm definitely nothing like that nigga

Word around is ya nigga could fight

So you better tell him I clap niggas

A baddie gon get what she like (Grah)

So what's your sign? 'Cause I like you (Like)

Got a place we can stay for the night

But I'm too shy to invite you (Grah)

You got a gangsta vibe (Vibe)

And I want a gangsta boo (Boo)

One of a dangerous kind (Grah)

I'm tryna see how a gangsta move

Actin A Smoochie lyrics - Ice Spice

Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT

Grrah

Baddie, he makin' me thicka (Makin' me thicka)

Rob his heart, bitch, it's a stick up (Stick up)

I can't be fallin' in love with a nigga (In love with a)

Pockets was small, they got bigga (Uh-huh)

You did me wrong, what I do? (What I do?)

Actin' a smoochie when I'm off da liquor (Like)

Showin' my thong, going ku (Go ku)

Throwin' it back and I watch him get bigger (Huh)

Baby, I watch how I move

Bitches, they see me, don't know what to do, like

Baddie, I get in my mood (In my mood)

Nigga a munchie, he eat me like food, damn (Grrah)

He eatin' it up

Kitty on water, he beatin' it up (Beatin' it up)

On fire, heatin' it up

Bitches be dirty, I'm cleanin' 'em up (Ugh)

Gimme a tissue

Why would I miss you when you was the issue? (Huh)

Don't wear the shoe if the shoe doesn't fit you (Like)

Only around me when it's beneficial (Grrah)

Stop textin' my phone

Nigga be feinin', like leave me alone, damn (Leave me alone)

Back in my zone (In my zone)

Don't want the feelings, I just want the dome (Grrah)

Baddie, he makin' me thicka (Makin' me thicka)

Rob his heart, bitch, it's a stick up (Stick up)

I can't be fallin' in love with a nigga (In love with a)

Pockets was small, they got bigga (Uh-huh)

You did me wrong, what I do? (What I do?)

Actin' a smoochie when I'm off da liquor (Like)

Showin' my thong, going ku (Go ku)

Throwin' it back and I watch him get bigger (Huh)

Throwin' it back, put it right in his face (In his face)

He like how it taste (How it taste)

He grabbin' my waist (Uh-huh)

Got 'em itchin' to stay (Grrah)

He the bank and I'm makin' him chase (yeah)

I'm a baddie, I'm havin' my way (My way)

Nigga a munchie so we cannot date (Like)

He a eater, I made sure he ate (Grrah)

No, you cannot have your boo back (Huh)

If I'm shootin' my shot, he gon' shoot back (Grrah)

I'm on his head like a durag (Huh)

Shittin' on bitches, I do that (I do that)

Shittin' on bitches my hobby (Huh)

Body too crazy, they all on my body like (All on my body like)

All on my body like

Baddie, he makin' me thicka (Makin' me thicka)

Rob his heart, bitch, it's a stick up (Stick up)

I can't be fallin' in love with a nigga (In love with a)

Pockets was small, they got bigga (Uh-huh)

You did me wrong, what I do? (What I do?)

Actin' a smoochie when I'm off da liquor (Like)

Showin' my thong, going ku (Go ku)

Throwin' it back and I watch him get bigger (Huh)

Baddie, he makin' me thicka (Makin' me thicka)

Rob his heart, bitch, it's a stick up (Stick up)

I can't be fallin' in love with a nigga (In love with a)

Pockets was small, they got bigga (Uh-huh)

You did me wrong, what I do? (What I do?)

Actin' a smoochie when I'm off da liquor (Like)

Showin' my thong, going ku (Go ku)

Throwin' it back and I watch him get bigger

Bikini Bottom lyrics - Ice Spice

(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

How can I lose if I'm already chose? Like

If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze

And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

The party not lit, then I'd rather not go (Why would I go?)

If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze

And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

Bitches down bad, they be on my ass

I can hear you hatin' from the back (The back)

Balenciaga baddie, got a bag (A bag)

Nigga munchin', ate it from the back (The back)

Nigga fiendin', gotta play it cool (Huh?)

Got the jatty, I'ma make it move (Goddamn)

Breakin' records and I'm breakin' news

Bitches be pressed, like, "Who you?" (Who you?)

I get whatever I like

Bitches won't bark, but they wanna bite (Grah)

I got two milli' for usin' a mic, bitch

Think about that when you type (Haha)

She wanna party with Spice (Party with Spice)

And the body gon' eat, bon appétit

Ass on fat with the waist on sleek (Yeah)

Ginger hair, pretty, calm, beat

How can I lose if I'm already chose? Like

If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze

And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

The party not lit, then I'd rather not go (Why would I go?)

If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze

And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

Look in the mirror, I'm feelin' me (Feelin' me)

Stackin' money where the ceilin' be (Ceilin' be)

Twenty to stand on a couch (Couch)

When out of town, fuck if they feelin' me (Feelin' me)

He like the way that I dress (Yes)

Throw on Balenci' to flex (Grrah)

Like MiMi, I got 'em obsessed (Obsessed)

Them bitches see me as a threat (Yes)

The baddest in the room (Baddest in the room)

So tell 'em to make room

Diamonds glisten on my boob (Boob)

They gon' listen to my tune (Tune)

Flow the nicest, but I'm rude (Rude)

I like niggas, bitches too (Bitches too)

Ayo, baddie, what it do? (What it do?)

Ayo, Maddie, what it do? (Hah)

How can I lose if I'm already chose? Like

If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze

And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

The party not lit, then I'd rather not go (Why would I go?)

If she feelin' hot, then I make that bitch froze

And I get a bitch tight every time that I post, damn

Munch (Feelin' U) lyrics - Ice Spice

Grrah

(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

Grrah

You thought I was feelin' you? (Nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch

Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want, like

You thought I was feelin' you? (Nah, thought I was feelin' you?)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch

Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want, like (Get what I want like)

Bitches ain't bad, let's keep it a bean

Know they be mad that I be on the scene

Ass too fat, can't fit in no jeans

You was my stitch but it's not what it seam

I got that wetty, I'm keepin' it clean

Fuckin' with niggas that's totin' a beam (Grra)

Sayin' you love me but what do you mean? (Grra)

Pretty as fuck and he like that I'm mean

Baddest bitch out you shittin' me? (Shittin' me)

If you ain't a baddie can't sit with me (Sit with me)

I swear that these bitches my mini-me's (Mini-me, grrah, grrah)

He wanna sex, niggas be dreamin'

I'm from the X, niggas be schemin'

I'm on they necks, they is not breathin'

Thumbin' a check, blow it in Neiman's

You thought I was feelin you? (Nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch

Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like

You thought I was feelin you? (Nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch

Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like (Get what I want, like)

Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I please

You know my body, I do it with ease

He want my body, he tellin' me, "Please" (Grrah)

I'm walkin' past him, he sniffin' my breeze

He jackin' me, but he not my boo (Grrah)

He like the jewelry I wear on my boobs

How can I link you when I got a shoot? (Huh?)

Don't want your love, I just want the blue (Huh?)

Grabbin' my ass while I'm doin' my dance

She keep on starin' 'cause shorty a fan (Damn)

Gotta stick to the plan

He mad as fuck, I won't give him a chance

But still he gon' do what I say (Do what I say)

I swear I be stuck in my ways (Stuck in my ways)

But still he gon' do what I say (Do what I say)

I swear I be stuck in my ways (Stuck in my ways)

You thought I was feelin you? (Nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch

Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like

You thought I was feelin you? (Nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater, he ate it for lunch

Bitch, I'm a baddie I get what I want, like

How High? lyrics - Ice Spice

I'ma baddie, but I got feelings too

I remember you had both of us skippin' school

We was so young, had niggas actin' a fool

You was cryin' out for help, I promise I never knew (Never knew)

When I found out, I was feelin' wocky

You said that you love me, 'cause I'm boujee and I'm cocky

Climbin' up the ranks on your own could get rocky

But I keep it pushin', knowin' that they'll never stop me (Stop me)

Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie

If I tell him jump, he gon' ask me "How high?" (Like)

And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)

Never met mine, never, never met mine (Damn)

Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie (Lie)

If I tell him jump, he gon' ask me "How high?" (Like)

And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)

Never met mine, never, never met mine (Damn)

You like nah, nah, nah, nah, I just want us to make up

You like nah, nah, nah, nah, like how far can we take us?

But my m-m-m-mind, it's already made up (Grrah)

Missin' when we was laid up, I'm busy chasin' the paper (Grrah)

When I wanted Givenchy, remember I couldn't buy it

So then I linked up with Riot, but first we prayed to the highest

And started gettin' them write ups, and then they crowned me the princess (Like)

So I'm most grateful your highness, and now we poppin' them cidars (Like)

Lemme put you on to how a bad bitch think

And it's all tens when my bad bitch link

Wanna see me fall is a mad bitch kink (Grrah)

Lemme get my strap and I hit her like bink

She gon' catch what I'm throwin', I see the snakes when I'm mowin' (Grrah)

And, yeah, they pop up like clonin,' so I just pop it like hoin'

Now she all on the floor when I kick in the door (Like)

How you made I do less 'cause you gotta do more?

Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie (Lie)

If I tell him jump, he gon' ask me "How high?" (Like)

And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)

Never met mine, never, never met mine (Damn)

Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie (Lie)

If I tell him jump, he gon' ask me "How high?" (Like)

And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)

Never met mine, never, never met mine (Mine)

Butterfly Ku lyrics - Ice Spice

Like damn, move back (Move back)

She a baddie 'cause she got the jatt (Damn)

She fly with a butterfly tat' (Like)

Linkin' her friend and don't know how to act

Like damn, move back (Move back)

She a baddie 'cause she got the jatt (Damn)

She fly with a butterfly tat' (Like)

Linkin' her friend and don't know how to act

Walk through and they start goin' ku (Go ku)

Like you da baddest who better than you? (Huh?)

Look at my friend like, "Who better than we?" (Like)

Tell da DJ to turn up da song (Damn)

Like damn, showin' my thong, no, we not fuckin', the fuck is you on? (Like)

Thought you ain't like me, now you on my body? (Grrah)

Ever since a baddie got put on

In my city I'm causin' a wreck

Whenever he see me, I got him erect (Damn)

I don't care if them bitches don't like me (Grrah)

But the hustle you gotta respect (Grrah)

It's a house sittin' up on my neck (Grrah)

Richard Millie, like fuck a Patek (Grrah)

I get money, I stay in some fly shit (Grrah)

But for me, he gon' stay in a tech

Like damn, move back (Move back)

She a baddie 'cause she got the jatt (Damn)

She fly with a butterfly tat' (Like)

Linkin' her friend and don't know how to act

Like damn, move back (Move back)

She a baddie 'cause she got the jatt (Damn)

She fly with a butterfly tat' (Like)

Linkin' her friend and don't know how to act

Where she at?

On the floor (Damn)

She get her money, but I'm gettin' more

I'ma player, you know I'ma score (Facts)

First they was hatin', now I'm on the board (Like)

First they was hatin' now they on my body (Body)

Cuffin' no thottie (Thottie)

No, he can't hit but he might give me mazzi (Like)

Shittin' on bitches, no potty (Grrah)

Like damn, move back (Move back)

She a baddie 'cause she got the jatt (Damn)

She fly with a butterfly tat' (Like)

Linkin' her friend and don't know how to act

Like damn, move back (Move back)

She a baddie 'cause she got the jatt (Damn)

She fly with a butterfly tat' (Like)

Linkin' her friend and don't know how to act

Linkin' her friend and don't know how to act

Deli lyrics - Ice Spice

Grrah

Grrah

Grrah

Grrah

Grrah

Grrah

She a baddie, she showin' her panty

Stop playin' with 'em RIOT

She a baddie, she showin' her panty

She shake it like jelly (Damn)

Hunnit bands in Chanely

But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli (Grrah)

With my bitch gettin' deady

He like him a wetty (Damn)

He want the WAP, but I just want the fetty (Grrah)

And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty (Grrah)

Call me that B while he eatin' my honey

You know niggas like bitches with money

I get a lot (I get a lot)

Takin' her spot (Grrah)

If you ain't cookin', then get off the pot

My name Ice, but I always stay hot

Passenger princess, he pass me his knock (Grrah, grrah)

Baddest lil' bitch from my block

Me and baddies be gettin' along

So they always be singin' my songs

Steppin' outside, I'ma put that shit on (Like)

300 and then I perform (Damn)

You know I'ma get to the bag

All the hatin' bitches to the back (To the back)

Too much to lose, so I cannot react (Damn)

Damn, bitches be goin' out sad (Grrah)

She a baddie, she showin' her panty

She shake it like jelly (Damn)

Hunnit bands in Chanely

But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli (Grrah)

With my bitch gettin' deady

He like him a wetty (Damn)

He want the WAP, but I just want the fetty (Grrah)

And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty (Grrah)

Feelin' a smooch and I'm showin' my coochie

PJ to Emilio Pucci (Damn)

I love white bitches, like shout out to Lucy

If she bad, then I let her seduce me (Damn)

I'm the shit, I'm that bitch, I'm Miss Poopie

Juice in my cup, got me feelin' real loopy

40 inch, middle parted

He got all my pics hearted

They all like, "Damn Ice, your flow be the hardest" (Like)

I'm not a regular artist

Grrah, grrah

Go Ku and I'm just gettin' started

Baddies on baddies, they know how to move

'Ooters on 'ooters, they know how to 'oot

Bussin' that pack, goin' straight to the moon

Off the juice, actin' loose

She a baddie, she showin' her panty

She shake it like jelly (Damn)

Hunnit bands in Chanely

But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli (Grrah)

With my bitch gettin' deady

He like him a wetty (Damn)

He want the WAP, but I just want the fetty (Grrah)

And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty (Grrah)

And I'm baggin' his partner, I'm petty

But I'm still shakin' ass in a deli

Grrah

Grrah

Grrah

Princess Diana (Remix) lyrics - Ice Spice (feat. Nicki Minaj)

Heavy on it

New York, stand the fuck up

Grrah

When we come out, it look like Princess Diana on the street

Grrah

Ayo, Ice

Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT

Finish 'em

Like grrah, keep it a stack

Bitches move 'wock 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Like grrah, keep it a stack

Bitches move 'wock 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Like)

So he put my name in a tatt

But I don't let him come to the crib (Grrah)

So we get it on where we at (Grrah)

Nowadays, I be duckin' them cameras

And they hype that I'm up on 'em banners

Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (Why?)

In the hood I'm like Princess Diana (Grrah)

I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats (Huh)

Bitches not takin' shit from me but notes

Wanna be me, so she do my emotes

And my name in her mouth, so I bet she gon' choke (Bitch)

To her man, I'm the girl of his dreams

Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth

He keep textin', I leave him on seen

Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean (Know what I mean)

Like grrah, keep it a stack

Bitches move 'wock 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Like grrah, keep it a stack

Bitches move 'wock 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)

Uno, dos, tres, quatro

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Booo, tomato

This is a public service announcement

I be eatin' my spinach

They tried to clone my image

They burned they London Bridges

None of them bitches British

I know they know the difference

And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Grrah)

So I hold him down like an anchor (Grrah)

He said if I keep it a hunnid (Grrah)

That he'll keep me safe like a banker (Grrah)

Nowadays, I be makin' them famous (Grrah)

She the princess, so fuck who you lames is (Grrah)

Of course, I be pushin' they buttons (Grrah)

I hold the control like the gamers

Like graah, keep it a stack

Bitches is ass if we keepin' it crack

Bad little red-head, she 'bout to black

We come out, it's a movie, but we don't do BAP

Live from London, straight from the palace

Man dem ah gyalis ah text us like Dallas

Keep it a bean, yo'

He talk nice cause the pussy game mean, hoe

Like grrah, keep it a stack

Bitches move 'wock 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass

Like grrah, keep it a stack

Bitches move 'wock 'cause they know I got bands (Damn)

They be chattin', I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (Grrah)

Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (Grrah)

If he smart, he gon' act like a fan (Damn)

Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)

Bitches slow, so I give them a pass (Grrr)

Catch it, mm-hmm

Gag, it's the good gag for me, haha

Princess

Oop!

On The Radar (Freestyle) lyrics - Ice Spice

Is that Chris?

Stop playin' with 'em, Riot

You a stranger, I feel like shit changed

I'm different, I don't feel the same

I'ma smoochie, like you cannot change me

Change the topic like you cannot blame me

Going up so I feel like they hate me

Oh, she gangsta? But she cannot face me

Hit her chatterbox, but I'm never switchin'

It don't matter, I know my shit different

In the end that I know that I'm good

Understand that I'm misunderstood

And the plan, get bruh out the hood

I be feeinin' to dump on a bitch

And I know that she bumpin' my shit

In the comments they eating my dick

Remember they didn't believe in a bitch

I be thinkin' 'bout me and you fuckin'

I be readin' your text and I dub it

You be leadin' me on, I'm like, "Fuck it"

Act like you don't but I know that you love it

And you feeinin', he know my name buzzin'

From the Bronx, so I got it from nothin'

I'm what they want so I got it, it's comin'

I'm in front of the race that we runnin'

You a stranger, I feel like shit changed

I'm different, I don't feel the same

I'ma smoochie, like you cannot change me

Change the topic like you cannot blame me

Going up so I feel like they hate me

Oh, she gangsta? But she cannot face me

Hit her chatterbox, but I'm never switchin'

It don't matter, I know my shit different

Damn, you was my heart, you a stranger

How you turn love into anger?

Like, you wanna fuck with that bitch from Decatur

Like, I don't want you, but bitch I'ma hater

And I put it on past me, I will fuck your bro, but I don't let him gas me

I got angels, they watchin' shit that I'm doin', there's nobody stoppin'

They say that I'm next, but it's cool 'cause I know that

Saying you love me, then show that

Old friends they watchin' sendin' me throwbacks

Soon as I make it, they know I can't go back

I got feelings, but I never show 'em

I don't talk about it, I just smoke it

Goin' through shit, I don't think, I just go 'em

Soon as I hop in the booth I'ma go 'em

Graa

Ice Spice other songs:

 

Barbie World lyrics - Nicki Minaj & Ice Spice (feat. Aqua)

(from "Barbie" soundtrack)

I'm always yours, ooh woah (Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

And I'm bad like the Barbie (Barbie)

I'm a doll, but I still wanna party (Party)

Pink 'Vette like I'm ready to bend (Bend)

I'm a ten, so I pull in a Ken

Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (Grrah)

All of the Barbies is pretty (Damn)

All of the Barbies is bad

It girls (It girls) and we ain't playin' tag (Grrah)

Rad, but he spank me when I get bad

I'm in LA, Rodeo Drive

I'm in New York, Madison Ave

I'm a Barbie girl (Girl), Pink Barbie Dreamhouse

The way Ken be killin' shit got me yellin' out like the Scream house (Woo)

Yellin' out, we ain't sellin' out

We got money, but we ain't lendin' out

We got bars, but we ain't bailin' out

In that pink Ferrari, we peelin' out

I told Tae bring the Bob Dylan out

That pussy so cold, we just chillin' out

They be yellin', yellin', ye-yellin' out

It's Barbie, bitch, if you still in doubt (Oh)

And I'm bad like the Barbie (Barbie)

I'm a doll, but I still wanna party (Party)

Pink 'Vette like I'm ready to bend (Bend)

I'm a ten, so I pull in a Ken

Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (Grrah)

All of the Barbies is pretty (Damn)

All of the Barbies is bad

It girls (It girls) and we ain't playin' tag (Grrah)

Barbie ain't nothin' to play 'bout

He wanna play in the Playhouse (Playhouse)

The fuck they gon' say now? (Grrah)

I'm washin' these bitches, I'm rubbin' the stain out

Like I'm ready to bend (Grrah)

All the fake Barbies just wanna pretend (Hey)

Like hold on, let me go find me a pen (Grrah)

Look where it led, now I'ma put it to bed

She a Barbie bitch with her Barbie clique (Grrah)

I keep draggin' her, so she bald a bit (Damn)

And I see the bread, I want all of it (Damn)

And I want the green, so I olive it (Grrah)

And I throw it back, so he losin' it (Like)

And I give the box with no shoes in it (Damn)

Yeah, I know the trick, so I got him bricked (Damn)

Yeah, they know who lit, me and Barbie, bitch

And I'm bad like the Barbie (Barbie)

I'm a doll, but I still wanna party (Party)

Pink 'Vette like I'm ready to bend (Bend)

I'm a ten, so I pull in a Ken

Like Jazzie, Stacie, Nicki (Grrah)

All of the Barbies is pretty (Damn)

All of the Barbies is bad

It girls (It girls) and we ain't playin' tag (Grrah)

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic

You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

Be A Lady lyrics - Ice Spice

Stop playin' with 'em, Riot

Yeah

He wanna send me an Uber

Fuck I look like in a Uber? (Fuck I look like)

I'm ridin' 'round with a ooter (I'm ridin' 'round)

I know they mad that I grew up

Baby, we finna go up (Up)

Water with ice in the cup (Cup)

She got no ice with her cup (Huh?)

'Cause she got lean in her cup (Like)

Be a fuckin' lady, I kiss it on daily (Daily)

His BM fuckin' hate me (Hate me)

My DM going crazy (Crazy)

He wanna fuck, I got him stuck, diamonds they bust (Yeah)

Not with no fuss, who can I trust? Bitches be sus (Yeah)

He not my boo, hundreds they blue, hop out the coupe (Ah)

Lil bodysuit pushin' my boobs, I got the tool, dudududu

Yeah

He wanna send me an Uber

Fuck I look like in a Uber? (Fuck I look like)

I'm ridin' 'round with a ooter (I'm ridin' 'round)

I know they mad that I grew up

Boy's A Liar Pt.2 lyrics - PinkPantheress & Ice Spice

[PinkPantheress:]

Take a look inside your heart, is there any room for me?

I won't have to hold my breath 'til you get down on one knee

Because you only want to hold me when I'm looking good enough

Did you ever feel me? Would you ever picture us?

Every time I pull my hair, well, it's only out of fear

That you'll find me ugly and one day you'll disappear because

What's the point of crying? It was never even love

Did you ever want me? Was I ever good enough?

The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

Good enough, good enough

Good enough, good enough

Good enough, good enough

Good enough, good enough

[Ice Spice:]

He say that I'm good enough, grabbin' my duh-duh-duh

Thinkin' 'bout shit that I shouldn't've (Huh)

So I tell him there's one of me, he makin' fun of me (Ha-ha)

His girl is a bum to me, like that boy is a cap

Sayin' he home, but I know where he at, like

Bet he blowin' her back

Thinkin' 'bout me 'cause he know that ass fat (Damn)

And it been what it been (Uh, huh)

Calling his phone like "Yo, send me a pin"

Duckin' my shit, 'cause he know what I'm on

But when he hit me I'm not gon' respond

But I don't sleep enough without you

And I can't eat enough without you

If you don't speak, does that mean we're through?

Don't like sneaky shit that you do (Grr)

[PinkPantheress:]

The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

The boy's a liar, the boy's a liar

He doesn't see ya, you're not looking at me, boy

Good enough, good enough

Good enough, good enough

Good enough, good enough

Good enough, good enough

Bully Freestyle lyrics - Ice Spice

Stop playin' with 'em, Riot

Damn, I'm on my bully I do too much, I'm really that bitch, huh?

She be mad that nigga a dog he never get off my pics, wait

Girl, don't do it, you'll really get packed, no FedEx two day ship

My ex mad as shit baby, I'm the baddest bitch

I get the breesh and I dub him

That nigga a dub

No, he cannot dress

I cannot fuck him

Maxed his card it wasn't hard

Nigga was feenin' to touch me

The way that I move, that way that I walk

Know, you shouldn't trust me

I stuff the hundreds in a duffy

Them hatin' bitches really love me

How you my bitch and you sub me?

If you talk crazy we'll end it abruptly

Fearing no bitch only God is above me

Yeah they watchin' all my moves

If she want drill shit she better come with the tool

I ain't even gotta prove

Soon as I step in the room they getting in tune

Talkin' money come correct to me

I'm gettin' nasty off Hennessy

He gonna spam me respectfully

Niggas could never get next to me

I got the sauce I'm the recipe

She throwin' shots ain't no doctor

Twitter fingers she a blogger

Couple karats on the collar

Told that boy to give me mata (Mata mata)

How you think they gonna beat me nigga?

You better know how to treat me nigga?

He ain't mine you just seen me with him

But don't be surprised if I'm leaving with him

How you think they gonna beat me nigga?

You better know how to treat me nigga?

He ain't mine you just seen me with him

But don't be surprised if I'm leaving with him

Damn, I'm on my bully, I do too much, I'm really that bitch, huh?

She be mad that nigga a dog he never get off my pics, wait

Girl, don't do it, you'll really get packed, no FedEx two day ship

My ex mad as shit baby, I'm the baddest bitch

I get the breesh and I dub him

That nigga a dub

No, he cannot dress

I cannot fuck him

Maxed his card it wasn't hard

Nigga was feenin' to touch me

The way that I move, that way that I walk

Know, you shouldn't trust me

I stuff the hundreds in a duffy

Them hatin' bitches really love me

How you my bitch and you sub me?

If you talk crazy we'll end it abruptly

Fearing no bitch only God is above me

Yeah they watchin' all my moves

If she want drill shit she better come with the tool

I ain't even gotta prove

Soon as I step in the room they getting in tune

Euphoric lyrics - Ice Spice

Stop playin' with 'em, Riot

Grrah

Shittin' on bitches my hobby, I be going dumb and I'm feeling euphoric (Grah)

We go like Whitney and Bobby, that nigga a fiend I can tell he adore it (Grr, grah)

I make 'em forfeit (Forfeit)

When it come to these bitches, I feel like they lost it (Grah)

I'm 'bout to throw it

First they ignore me but niggas is startin' to notice

These bitches ain't from where I'm from (Grah)

I'm from the X, beat on a bitch like it's fun (Like it's fun)

Damn, I'm so pretty and young

They say I'm next, like, "Ice Spice you really the one" (I'm next)

Okay, she mad 'cause I'm takin' her spot

Bitches be needin' niggas to get hot like (Like what?)

Bitch, I'm a baddie, I'm used to the spotlight (Grah, grah)

Don't you compare me to bitches I'm not like (Suck my dick)

Grah, I got issues

Think I'm a bitch? Then come see what this bitch do

Hop out the V and I promise I'll blitz you

If you not my nigga then why would I kiss you? (Why would I kiss you?)

You crazy? You stupid?

Give you my heart like you better not lose it (Facts)

Fuck on ya bro like this shit is amusing (Word, grah)

Shittin' on bitches my hobby, I be going dumb and I'm feeling euphoric (Grah)

We go like Whitney and Bobby, that nigga a fiend I can tell he adore it (Grr, grah)

I make 'em forfeit (Forfeit)

When it come to these bitches, I feel like they lost it (Grah)

I'm 'bout to throw it

First they ignore me but niggas is startin' to notice

I'm smoking on za like a hippie (Word)

If she a baddie, I tell her get with' me (Get with' me)

I'm finna to Pooh on these bitches like Winnie

I do my dance on a nigga like Diddy (Grah)

I'm 'bout to gas him, I'm poppin' a titty (Grah)

He lovin' the way it get sticky (Baow)

He a gangsta, I let him get in me

I feel like the baddest lil bitch in my city (Word)

You not a barbie, it's giving dirty

I fuck her up then I get sturdy, grah, grah (Suck my dick)

I don't need luck if I'm poppin' this perky (Word)

Watch me get lit by the end of the summer

I'ma get rich and that's word to my mother

(Grah, uh, grah)

I'ma get rich and that's word to my mother

Shittin' on bitches my hobby, I be going dumb and I'm feeling euphoric (Grah)

We go like Whitney and Bobby, that nigga a fiend I can tell he adore it (Grr, grah)

I make 'em forfeit (Forfeit)

When it come to these bitches, I feel like they lost it (Grah)

I'm 'bout to throw it

First they ignore me but niggas is startin' to notice

Munch (Feeling U) (Remix) lyrics - Ice Spice (feat. Hakeem Prime)

You thought I was feelin you? (nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater he ate it for lunch

Bitch I'm a baddie I get what I want like

You thought I was feelin you? (nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater he ate it for lunch

Bitch I'm a baddie I get what I want like (Get what I want like)

Bitches ain't bad let's keep it a bean

Know they be mad I be on the scene

Ass too fat can't fit in a jean

You was my stitch but its not what it seam

I got that wetty I'm keepin' it clean

Fuckin' with niggas that's totin' a beam

Sayin' you love me but what do you mean

Pretty as fuck and he like that I'm mean

Baddest bitch out you shittin' me? (shittin' me)

If you ain't a baddie can't sit with me (sit with me)

I swear that these bitches my mini me's (mini me)

(Grah grah)

He wanna sex, niggas be dreamin'

I'm from the X, niggas be schemin'

I'm on they necks, they is not breathin'

Thumbin' a check, blow it in Neiman's

You thought I was feelin you? (nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater he ate it for lunch

Bitch I'm a baddie I get what I want like

You thought I was feelin you? (Nah)

That bitch is a munch

Shawty a demon she eat it for lunch

Bitch imma dog I get what I want like

I be downtown yeah we be scheming

You know I'm with a baddie

She on my payroll

Don't mess with her

Cause we don't play

Couple bros that do what I say doe

Make ya chest do a faseto (faseto)

Ain't got to watch the gang

The gang gone do what they do

And we make em sang

Totin a stack

Gone and meet me in the back of the back

Yeah me and the bros

We passing them racks

Uhh and it's blk on blk

She jackin my link

I'm jackin ha soul

She poppin off I'm ready to gllaaa

You thought I was feelin you? (Nah)

That bitch is a munch

Shawty a demon she eat it for lunch

Bitch imma dog I get what I want like

You thought I was feelin you? (nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater he ate it for lunch

Bitch I'm a baddie I get what I want like (Get what I want like)

Bitch Ima baddie I get what I please

You know my body I do it with ease

He want my body he telling me "please"

I'm walking past him he sniffin' my breeze

He jacking me, but he not my

Boo

He like the jewelry I wear on my boobs

How can I link you when I got a shoot? (huh)

Don't want your love I just want the blue

Grabbin' my ass while I'm doing my dance

She keep on starin' cause shorty a fan

(Damn) Gotta stick to the plan

He mad as fuck I won't give him a chance

But still he gon do what I say (do what I say)

I swear I be stuck in my ways (stuck in my ways)

But still he gon do what I say (do what I say)

I swear I be stuck in my ways (stuck in my ways)

You thought I was feelin you? (nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater he ate it for lunch

Bitch I'm a baddie I get what I want like

You thought I was feelin you? (nah)

That nigga a munch

Nigga a eater he ate it for lunch

Bitch I'm a baddie I get what I want like (Get what I want like)

Mi amiga a baddie she get what she want like

Mi amiga a baddie she get what she please ohhh

Mi amiga a baddie she get it with ease yeah

She get it with ease

Ice Spice other songs:

 

Name Of Love lyrics - Ice Spice

You bring me back to life

And it's all in the name of love

Stop playin' with 'em, Riot

Gave you love give it back (Gltt)

I'ma smoochie like do not attach (Don't attach)

Don't assume where I'm at (Where I'm at)

It get heavy so I never lack (It get heavy)

I picked you I thought you was different (Different)

Like (Grah grah grah grah)

And fuck all them bitches you swear I be trippin' like

I know I'm not trippin' I know I'm not buggin' (Buggin')

I try to talk but you switching the subject

Don't act like it's nothing when you up to something

Don't act like we cuffing when we out in public (Nah)

Had to dub him, too grimy I can't love him (Like)

Damn, I love when he give me scolatti (Scolatti)

Why these bitches be all on my body? (Grah grah)

Do a song the next day they all copy (Facts)

If I told you a lie would you dip? (Would you dip?)

Would you say what you actually did? (What you did?)

You a clown 'cause I'm actually IT (Like)

I put all of my pain in a spliff (Grah)

Bitches owin' me money like Rick (Grah)

I can't stand em'

Only want him if he bandsome

Put it on him like a dancer (Like a dancer)

Gave you love give it back (Gltt)

I'ma smoochie like do not attach (Don't attach)

Don't assume where I'm at (Where I'm at)

It get heavy so I never lack (It get heavy)

I picked you I thought you was different (Different)

Like (Grah grah grah grah)

And fuck all them bitches you swear I be trippin' like

Bitch, I'm a demon (Like)

Did you dirt like, I know the reason (Thottie)

Did me worse like we can get even (Grah grah)

If she bugging then I'ma start tweakin' (Tweakin')

Why you stuttering? Why you not speakin'?

Like we could chop it (Chop it)

Don't forget I got whole lotta options (Next)

You a thot and you full of that nonsense

Why I see you in all of her comments? (Like)

Word to you nasty (Nasty)

You tried it but it don't get past me (It don't)

Why you subbin' when you could just @ me? (Like)

Tryna bash me, don't attack me (Grah)

Why you bluffin' you missing my jatty? (Uh huh)

Would you come if I send you the addy? (Grah)

Pull up and I'm throwing it (What?)

Pull up and I'm throwing it gladly (Glah glah boom)

Gave you love give it back (Gltt)

I'ma smoochie like do not attach (Don't attach)

Don't assume where I'm at (Where I'm at)

It get heavy so I never lack (It get heavy)

I picked you I thought you was different (Different)

Like (Grah grah grah grah)

And fuck all them bitches you swear I be trippin' like

No Clarity lyrics - Ice Spice

Stop playin' with 'em, Riot

You did me dirt (why) cus' what did I do like

I fucked on ya bro like I cannot choose no lovin' a smooch (grah grah)

Bitch I am the one (grah) so how can I lose like

Swing on that bitch like a hammock (aye)

I'm doing me she cannot stand it

He see me in person and panic (damn)

He know that I'm bad and I'm rude

It get hot so I'm keepin my cool (haa)

And he like how I get in my mood (baddie)

So why would you fuck with my mental (huh)

After all that I told you I been through (huh)

But you was my heart so I let you

But you was my heart so I let you

After all that you shoulda' told me (baited)

Fuck that I'm by my doly (grah)

Fuck that I'm goin' ode (grah)

Would violate but that was the old me (grah grah grah)

You woulda' thought that I missed you (nah)

But you was a thot issa issue (baba)

Ya bro is the one that I went to (aye)

He gave me mazzi in the rental (aye)

You did me dirt (why) cus' what did I do like

I fucked on ya bro like I cannot choose no lovin' a smooch (grah grah)

Bitch I am the one (grah) so how can I lose like

Swing on that bitch like a hammock (aye)

I'm doing me she cannot stand it

Can't fuck with a nigga that stay in the likes

Of a bitch I don't like (the fuck)

She must be a bait cus' you always bite

That shit get me tight (what)

And it's not okay when you try to hurt me

When we fucking off perky (thirty)

We both from the Bronx

So I know that you dirty (dirty)

How you do me like that

When I fought you fight back (grah grah grah grah)

Thought you knew I was a bully

Never understood me fully (pow)

They shoulda' named me pressure (facts)

Who you know that do it better (who)

You gon' think about me till forever (pow)

You did me dirt (why) cus' what did I do like

I fucked on ya bro like I cannot choose no lovin' a smooch (grah grah)

Bitch I am the one (grah) so how can I lose like

Swing on that bitch like a hammock (aye)

I'm doing me she cannot stand it

One Time lyrics - B-Lovee, Ice Spice & Skillibeng (feat. J.I the Prince of N.Y)

Brr

Yeah, yeah, ooh-ooh

Oh

One time

One time

Yeah

Got me screamin', "Free the bros", fuck one time

How you say I'm for these hoes if it was one time?

Spent more than forty on my clothes, more than one time

Posted with my chop', I never got caught one time

Guarantee you step out of line only one time

Enjoy that sunset 'cause you won't see the sun shine

When we line 'em up ****

If life's a bad bitch, I ain't tripping 'cause I'm fine as fuck

The way I'm shinin' on these niggas, told 'em get they diamonds up

One time, baby, one time

We gon' mask up with them choppas when it's gun time

Hit the opps broad day, we love that sunshine

Swear my life it get wicked, boy, you don't want mine

Up this bitch in a second, no, I ain't playin' with 'em

I'm from the trenches where they kill so I be stayin' with it

Pussy water, her head good, but I ain't layin' with her

I heard it's crunch time, pop out with like thirty in my Glock and I'ma dump mine

Got me screamin', "Free the bros", fuck one time

How you say I'm for these hoes if it was one time?

Spent more than forty on my clothes, more than one time

Posted with my chop', I never got caught one time

Guarantee you step out of line only one time

Enjoy that sunset 'cause you won't see the sun shine

When we line 'em up ****

If life's a bad bitch, I ain't tripping 'cause I'm fine as fuck

The way I'm shinin' on these niggas, told 'em get they diamonds up

Treat his ass just like a baby, he get rocked (Stop)

'Cause I see you actin' wavy and you not (And you not)

Spinnin' blocks, did that a lot

Pockets pokin', that's the guap

Diamonds ice like Spice it make 'em watch (Let's go)

On his mind all day, he hit it one time (One time)

Poppin' out broad day, lookin' dumb fine (Damn)

Nigga munch it from the back like it's lunchtime

Bad shorty makin' hits with my punchlines

My ass is gettin' bigger, I'm spazzin' on this nigga (Let's go)

Don't get attached, I'm glad I'm gettin' richer

Type of bitch to leave you over a text (Bye)

Bad lil' smooch from the X

Disrespect, it's adios, he gotta go, vamonos

Pull up to his crib, we at his front steps like Dominoes

Heard he want his order hot, shit we 'bout to do to him

He gon' wanna call the cops, now I gotta put two in him

We add a K to his set like we fundin' it

Niggas in the field 'til we fumble and humble 'em

I pop out with this Glock, all them tumblin' and stumblin'

Spent 2K for these jeans but I can't tell you what I keep under 'em

And I heard you a skeet-skeet (Oh-oh, ooh-woah)

I bet if I get inside that pussy, she gon' please me

I know you heard when I said hit me when you need me (Oh-oh)

Bitch, you lucky if I ever let you leave me (No-no, no-no)

Got me screamin', "Free the bros", fuck one time

How you say I'm for these hoes if it was one time?

Spent more than forty on my clothes, more than one time

Posted with my chop', I never got caught one time (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, bang-bang)

Guarantee you step out of line only one time (Squad, bang-bang)

Enjoy that sunset 'cause you won't see the sun shine (You know, bang-bang)

When we line 'em up ****

If life's a bad bitch, I ain't tripping 'cause I'm fine as fuck (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

The way I'm shinin' on these niggas, told 'em get they diamonds up (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, brrr)

Head check, head check

Gun shot, spend checks (Yeah)

Why die?, Why die? (Die)

Gun pretty like Ice Spice

Make a choppa go, "Wap, wap" (Wap, wap)

New York full of badman (Badman)

Glock gets dirty 'cause the switch on it (Switch on it)

Gang, gang

Got me screamin', "Free the bros", fuck one time

How you say I'm for these hoes if it was one time?

Spent more than forty on my clothes, more than one time

Posted with my chop', I never got caught one time

Guarantee you step out of line only one time

Enjoy that sunset 'cause you won't see the sun shine

When we line 'em up ****

If life's a bad bitch, I ain't tripping 'cause I'm fine as fuck

The way I'm shinin' on these niggas, told 'em get they diamonds up

Pretty Girl lyrics - Ice Spice & Rema

Mm

Stop playin' with 'em RIOT

Yeah, pretty gyal, me no do no kiss and tell

As long as you treat me well, I will treat you more than gem

Me no send my chain, you are my real flex

Oya, yeah, gimme promise, you ain't gonna bail on me

Lookin' at you got my eyes wide, damn (Got my eyes wide)

Lookin' at you got my eyes wide, damn, so outta this world like sci-fi (Grrah)

Lookin' at you got my eyes wide, damn (Lookin' at you got my eyes wide)

Lookin' at you got my eyes wide, damn, so outta this world like sci-fi

I am the one that got lotta bands

Who you becomin'? Well, that depends (Ah-ha)

Jump in the air, I perfect my stance (Ah-ha)

Jump to the floor, I just wanna dance (Hmm)

Yeah, you the one, there's no number two

If I had three wishes, I'd waste 'em on you

Watch what you say, got faces on me

No waist is on me

Yeah, yeah, oh

Yeah, pretty gyal, me no do no kiss and tell

As long as you treat me well, I will treat you more than gem

Me no send my chain, you are my real flex

Oya, gimme promise, you ain't gonna bail on me

Yeah, pretty gyal, me no do no kiss and tell

As long as you treat me well, I will treat you more than gem

Me no send my chain, you are my real flex

Oya, gimme promise, you ain't gonna bail on me

Grrah

I ain't been in love in a minute

Don't know what it was, but you get it (Uh-huh)

Big three words out ya mouth and you meant it

You can get it, play your cards right, bet it (Mhmm, grrah)

It's our life, so baby, let's live it

Haters super mad, we got 'em all livid (All livid, grrah)

Thinkin' 'bout my future, got you all in it (Like)

Shootin' for the stars, the sky has no limit (Grrah)

Yeah, pretty gyal, me no do no kiss and tell

As long as you treat me well, I will treat you more than gem

Me no send my chains, you are my real flex

Oya, gimme promise, you ain't gonna bail on me

Yeah, pretty gyal, me no do no kiss and tell

As long as you treat me well, I will treat you more than gem

Me no send my chains, you are my real flex

Oya, gimme promise, you ain't gonna bail on me

Think U The Shit (Fart) lyrics - Ice Spice

What the fuck I'ma say in the intro?

Hahaha

You want me to say somethin' so bad

(Stop playin' with 'em, Riot)

Can you, please?

Think you the shit, bitch?

You not even the fart (Grrah)

I be goin' hard (Grrah)

I'm breakin' they hearts, like

Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)

Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)

She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)

Take-takin' her man (Takin' her man)

Don't give a fuck (Don't give a fuck)

Out in the Yams (Out in the Yams)

And I'm keepin' one tucked (Keepin' one tucked)

I make me some jams (I make me some jams)

Unlock that advance (Unlock that advance)

I said four hundred bands (I said four hundred bands)

Just to do my lil' dance (Grrah)

Bitch, I'm a brand (Like)

Bitch, I'm a baddie, I get what I want (Damn)

All in Balenci', I look like a bum

I got the jatty, he just wanna hump (Hump)

Walk through and start shakin' my hips

I'ma dip when I stack all my chips (Like)

Strip a dummy, I want the whole 'fit

I got a French nigga sendin' me tips, grrah

Think you the shit, bitch?

You not even the fart (Grrah)

I be goin' hard (Grrah)

I'm breakin' they hearts, like

Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)

Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)

She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)

His bitch at home playin' dress-up (Huh?)

She must've thought she could catch up (Grrah)

I got my foot on they necks, I can't let up (Grrah)

She all on the floor, told her get up (Get up)

She my son, but I ain't her mammy (I ain't her mammy)

Bitches can't stand me (Bitches can't stand me)

Eat through my panties (Eat through my panties)

Hard knock life, no Annie

I need a vacay, I'm losin' my tan (Damn)

I'd lose anything before my man

I'm a pretty bitch, I don't like fightin'

On the beat, I'm goin' Super Saiyan (Grrah)

I said, "Mirror, mirror, who the fairest?" (Huh?)

Leave a bum nigga lookin' embarrassed (Like)

Spent a hundred-fifty on some carats (Grrah)

That shit cray like them niggas in Paris

Think you the shit, bitch?

You not even the fart (Grrah)

I be goin' hard (Grrah)

I'm breakin' they hearts (Like)

Bitches be quick, but I'm quicker (Like)

Bitches be thick, but I'm thicker (Like)

She could be rich, but I'm richer (Damn)