lirik lagu hooligan chase – iceberg lettuce
[intro]
huh
(i can get jiggy with this, can get jiggy with that)
[chorus]
i guess she tryna do me ’cause my rap songs (well godd-mn, hey)
i’ll be just a minute, i don’t think this will take that long
hit her with my slacks on, uh (with the zipper)
smoking with your b-tch is the reason that my pack gone
if i want some tip-top (tip-top)
i don’t beat around no bush, i don’t think we finna lip lock
doj in the ziploc (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m loco in my melon, b-tch don’t comment ’til my sh-t drop
[verse]
f-ck a school, still getting the best brain (best brain, yeah, yeah)
let me see some tricks, i’m hosting the x games (huh)
i do what i do and see no need to explain (what)
the gas be too gas, it’s giving me chest pains
superman these hoes, get played like ping pong (ping)
scoop me up a blonde, she calling me king kong (king)
i’m [?] caught pimpin’, just fed her a ding dong (yeah)
and b-tch i’m ’bout to bust like i got them things drawn, uh
me and my two nuts, yeah these b-tches know us (they do)
since i’m stanking [?], i got them cold cuts (cold cuts)
og fine wine, b-tches pack is robust
b-tching in my comments is like i give a whole f-ck (what)
you do what you want with that
i’m like a chimney, i don’t know how my lungs intact (i don’t)
your big coochie, i belly flop jump in that
cracking heads coming for the whole pumpkin patch, yeah
left, right, waterpark slide
b-tch you can’t stone me, a spit in my eye (what else you say)
one day me and you die
bet the whole thing, i ain’t telling no lies
i’ll just have the bop to go (yeah)
do it how you does when you stop and go (yeah)
i need an accountant for my guap, i know (i know)
riding down a mountain from the top, [?], yeah
i said it, i said it
if you f-ck with me, then b-tch i bet you gon’ regret it (i bet you, bet you)
let’s go make a movie, i’ll be rolling like the credits
i’m iceberg cold and i’m boutta hit the lettuce, uh
i said it, i said it
if you f-ck with me, then b-tch i bet you gon’ regret it
let’s go make a movie, i’ll be rolling like the credits
i’m iceberg cold and i’m boutta hit the lettuce
[chorus]
i guess she tryna do me ’cause my rap songs (well godd-mn, hey)
i’ll be just a minute, i don’t think this will take that long
hit her with my slacks on, uh (with the zipper)
smoking with your b-tch is the reason that my pack gone
if i want some tip-top (tip-top)
i don’t beat around no bush, i don’t think we finna lip lock
doj in the ziploc (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m loco in my melon, b-tch don’t comment ’til my sh-t drop
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