Ice Spice - Gimmie A Light lyrics
Ice Spice [Isis Naija Gaston] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Ice Spice - Gimmie A Light lyrics]
Just gimme the light and pass the dro
Buss anotha bokkle a Moët
Gyal dem inna mi sight and I gots to know
Which one is gonna catch my flow (Stop playing with 'em, Riot)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Big knock, like I'm not a fighter (Grrah)
Big Ice, I don't need a writer (Like)
Her man callin' me baby (Grrah)
I'm Miss Poopie like I need a diaper (Grrah)
Watch your mouth 'cause my bitch get scrappy (Scrappy)
Fuck you mean, bitch? It never gave tacky (What?)
Off the liquor, we be gettin' nasty (Huh?)
Ghetto, fabulous, and fancy (Damn)
She gettin' loud, but nobody moved (Word)
Talk of the town, I'm makin' the news (Facts)
Pretty-ass face and some pretty-ass boobs
Pretty-ass bitch, I be shakin' the room (Grrah)
Stank-ass bitch tryna grill me
She actin' lost, but of course, she in tune (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
I take her man out of boredom (Grrah)
Bad bitch, came straight outta Fordham (Grrah)
Now I'm rockin' Balenci' (Damn)
I remember I couldn't afford 'em (Damn)
Like bitches be losin' the plot (Damn)
And that's how I got to the top (Grrah)
And, no, I don't got any opps (Grrah)
Like, why would I beef with a flop? (Grrah)
Like let's talk drill (Grrah)
Who bigger than she? (Like)
Who prettier too? (Like)
Two-fifty to get in the booth (Damn)
Like let's be real (Grrah)
Who bigger than me? (Grrah)
Who littier too? (Grrah)
That's why I could take your boo (Damn)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Jus gimme the light and pass the dro
Buss anotha bokkle a Moët
Gyal dem inna mi sight and I gots to know
Which one is gonna catch my flow
Cah me inna the vibes and I got my dough
Buss anotha bokkle a Moët
Gyal dem lookin' hype and I gots to know
One, two, three, four
Buss anotha bokkle a Moët
Gyal dem inna mi sight and I gots to know
Which one is gonna catch my flow (Stop playing with 'em, Riot)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Big knock, like I'm not a fighter (Grrah)
Big Ice, I don't need a writer (Like)
Her man callin' me baby (Grrah)
I'm Miss Poopie like I need a diaper (Grrah)
Watch your mouth 'cause my bitch get scrappy (Scrappy)
Fuck you mean, bitch? It never gave tacky (What?)
Off the liquor, we be gettin' nasty (Huh?)
Ghetto, fabulous, and fancy (Damn)
She gettin' loud, but nobody moved (Word)
Talk of the town, I'm makin' the news (Facts)
Pretty-ass face and some pretty-ass boobs
Pretty-ass bitch, I be shakin' the room (Grrah)
Stank-ass bitch tryna grill me
She actin' lost, but of course, she in tune (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
I take her man out of boredom (Grrah)
Bad bitch, came straight outta Fordham (Grrah)
Now I'm rockin' Balenci' (Damn)
I remember I couldn't afford 'em (Damn)
Like bitches be losin' the plot (Damn)
And that's how I got to the top (Grrah)
And, no, I don't got any opps (Grrah)
Like, why would I beef with a flop? (Grrah)
Like let's talk drill (Grrah)
Who bigger than she? (Like)
Who prettier too? (Like)
Two-fifty to get in the booth (Damn)
Like let's be real (Grrah)
Who bigger than me? (Grrah)
Who littier too? (Grrah)
That's why I could take your boo (Damn)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Hotboxin' the V like, "Gimme a light" (Where it's at?)
Fat ass, so the pants fit tight (Yeah)
Take her man, I'm gettin' him right (Yeah)
Big knock like why would I fight? (Grrah)
Jus gimme the light and pass the dro
Buss anotha bokkle a Moët
Gyal dem inna mi sight and I gots to know
Which one is gonna catch my flow
Cah me inna the vibes and I got my dough
Buss anotha bokkle a Moët
Gyal dem lookin' hype and I gots to know
One, two, three, four
