What You Thought We Did

Album cover art for "What You Thought We Did" by Icewear Vezzo & AD & Philthy Rich

Icewear Vezzo & AD & Philthy Rich - Rap

What You Thought We Did

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[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo] Big stick hold the pants up I look like I hit licks, I got a tan [?] Making blow all day, til my hands numb Iced up, Faragamo belt look like handcuffs Nigga, fuck you niggas playing with I catch an aditude, get to spraying shit Long sleve, big shoes, with a K in it Hella bands, all type of jewls, I be playing it Icewear, pussy nigga, I'm gon' eat Unloyal or [?] something I won't be Let a pussy nigga play me, something I won't see Send them niggas where he at, pussy [?] All my niggas sell dope, fuck you thought we did? In the motherfucking trentches, fuck you thought we been? Came up in the slums, fuck you thought we live? Shoot trips and guns, just to floss this shit [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? All my niggas getting money, fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Bitch, fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? All my niggas getting money, nigga [Verse 2: AD] I'm the man on the streets now Chunking up the C, all in D-Town Ice said he got me, throw shots, I'm catching rebounds Clearing up the court, no sports, better give me that ring now Hottest to see nigga in it They probably put me right next to Eazy Favorite rapper Yeezy, grew up on that Cube and Weezy I be thugging like I'm B.G., 'cause I'm making it look easy Homies playing with 45's and Rugers And if you get out of line, they'll shoot ya And if a bitch want the dick, slide up in it real quick, [?] Crip shit, nigga, [?] diss this, nigga Hear that click click, nigga, shout out Trick Trick, nigga Detroit back to Comptin, go against the fam, get your face stomped in, nigga [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? All my niggas getting money, fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Bitch, fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? All my niggas getting money, nigga [Verse 3: Philthy Rich] My nigga just came home on an early kick Bitch [?] tryna work a script Doctor talk about [?] [?] keep that I'm with the Drank God, bitch, on the Eastside When it come to Oakland, we on the Eastside Niggas don't want beef, they on the peace side 41 bust down, [?] I'm in the Wraith with the stars in the roof, nigga Fuck around and put some ruccis on a coupe, nigga Got buffs on my face, these real diamonds 6's on the foreign, need a wheel alighnment I keep 40 thou in my left pocket And the left 40 Cal for a pocket rocket I'm on my money phone, my money long And all I keep is mud in my styrophome It's Philthy! [Chorus: Icewear Vezzo] Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? All my niggas getting money, fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? Bitch, fuck you thought we did? Fuck you thought we did? All my niggas getting money, nigga

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Credits

Writers
  • Philthy Rich
  • AD
  • Icewear Vezzo