Frosty

Lyrics
[Sample] Frosty like the frosting on flakes, we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing [Hook: Mac Montese] Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane [Verse 1: Mac Montese] Girl please watch these Memphis niggas stack cheese Lord Infamous, II Tone and it's yo boy Mac'tese Yeah we do our own thing, bad bitch with bad brains No cap bout you suckas out there, hate on dat Black Rain Keepin' on some gangsta shit, droppin' all these gutter hits From Magnolia to the Mound, through Black Haven, yeah we runnin' this Even when the topic ice, in my mind I got a price Nice price, nice white, white ice, ice white Still on the grind, though, still gotta find ho' Still spittin this lyrics on the track to make yo mind blow No, I ain't gon' stun a lot, catch me in the parkin' lot Blowin' blunts and poppin' pills with niggas strapped with .40 Glocks Some of them they walk it out, some of them they talk it out But Black Rain Entertainment in this bitch, we gon' chalk it out Pull guns up out the holster bitch, I told you it's a icy thang Freeze, don't make a sound and lay it down and now I'm icy mane [Hook: Mac Montese] Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Scarecrow fulfillin' a prophecy You hoe ass niggas can't stop a G All you can do is drop down and plea My plan is minimonopoly Cockin' da chamber on two-two-three Yo skull is convertable on your knee Ain't shit you niggas can offer me I'm stickin' to Mafia warrior G's Don't need alot of damn jewelry To get a bitch droppin' her on her knees Just need the weed, C-O-K-E But sometimes I fuck off a little cheese I don't make a damn difference, you see? I do what I want, I don't fuck with police Lord fina go on a criminal spree I'm tryin' to get me a scoop of the cream What in the fuck is an American Dream? Niggas, I know they plot and scheme The powder I snort is costly, the drank it got me off beat All I need is a super freak, that's lickin' me like a blow P-O-P Sprinkle the coke on my D-I-C-K, dip my sickle in the plate Got a call from super brain, fucked me till my dick was drained Pink powders, promethazine got a nigga go insane Catch you in the Black Rain in yo black ice chain Hocus-pocus gun to yo head and take everything [Hook: Mac Montese] Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane [Verse 3: II Tone] When I think about frosty my mind starts to freeze Cause I think about snow, I done move a few keys Niggas where a lot of jewelry, like to dress up like some hoes I'm from the gutter, brown teeth, with some stains on my clothes If you gotta go and spend it, homeboy, do it big Cause the robber always watching on the wife and the kids One chain, white tee, on the corner you can find me 40 on my hips cause these niggas be grimey King of South Mempho, find me a nympho Ghetto hood bitch you can call me a PIMP though Hustle hard, peep the block, old head heads to stop Nationwide droppin' heat other raps flop Love smoking green, sippin lean and to snort blow On my street sweeper, bitch, you don't wanna see me hoe II Tone, Memphis Tn, so i'm gonna shine See i'm frosty motherfucker cause I stay out on the grind [Hook: Mac Montese] Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane Neck, wrist - nice bling, white diamonds, ice cream Frosty like the frosting on flakes - we call it icing Yeah we do our own thing, swang with none but long chains Long chains, long range, frosty like the ice mane
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Credits
- Writers
- II Tone
- Mac Montese
- Lord Infamous