Icewear Vezzo - Mudd Baby lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - Mudd Baby lyrics]
Ooh ca$h out, what it do?
Ooh-wee (Shit)
Back again iced Up Records
Yeah
Yeah, lay in yo' shit
Quick to blow on that chopper
It just stay on shit
Fuck the coppers, oppers like a butler
I just wait on shit
Goofy niggas trappin' for three weeks and
Still ain't made some shit
I got so much frost on this new
Rollie like I sprayed a wrist no thirty-six
We rock forty-ones all day and date a bitch
Made me like five million in one year, bitch
I was made for this
Fuck the talkin', never do no lackin'
Up and spray the blick
Flashin' hella jewelry at yo' show
We come and takin' shit
Hm, ooh, bitch, I do major shit
All this jewelry light up my whole neck
Look like the Vegas Strip
Rеal rasta, bought me a new mansion
Cost me еighty bricks
You in the streets and still
Ain't touched a mil', you on some lazy shit
Crack a seal, finna drink it all
Ain't on no savin' shit
Mix the Fendi up with that Dior
I love that Bathing shit hit the road
Took ten thousand pills between bangin' Tris
Told my bitch to stuff it in her coochie
Had to train a bitch
Stretch the work, do that shit like yoga
That's my trainer bitch
Turn that chopper up like a lil' kid
I bend and spank some shit
You the opposite of number two
That mean you ain't the shit
Hit the club and throw me up ten racks
I love the rain and shit
Ghetto girl and she got a fatty
That's my favorite bitch
Got the same bottles in my kitchen
That's my baby sip
Got extension on me, it hold thirty
End up paintin' shit
My mama said I got some screws loose
I need some maintenance
Private jet, oh, we in first class
Ain't on no basic shit
Fucked around and got another opp
He on the waiting list
All my homies play in the
Background because they ain't legit
Lot of habit's, need to quit my cup
I can't be taking this
Ooh, yeah, I never fake with stick
Pour me up a three in a cream soda
This a Faygo twist
Niggas in the game and fallin'
Out on some flagrant shit
How you gang and go against the guys? yeah
That's plagiarist
Pop a xanny, mix it with a flat
Love the zapin' shit
Hella shooters blow shit like a hookah
Love to vape and shit
Told her I can't love you like
My drink but love yo' nakedness
Grinded long but this shit paying off, yeah
That's what patience get
Catch 'em flexing, we gon' get to steppin'
Alpha Beta shit baby Glock
The clip that's pokin' out look
Like a taser stick
Cuddy told me if he wacked a witness
Get the case dismissed
Brick or dog, break it down in chunks
It look like bagel bit's (Like bagel bit's)
Ooh-wee (Shit)
Back again iced Up Records
Yeah
Yeah, lay in yo' shit
Quick to blow on that chopper
It just stay on shit
Fuck the coppers, oppers like a butler
I just wait on shit
Goofy niggas trappin' for three weeks and
Still ain't made some shit
I got so much frost on this new
Rollie like I sprayed a wrist no thirty-six
We rock forty-ones all day and date a bitch
Made me like five million in one year, bitch
I was made for this
Fuck the talkin', never do no lackin'
Up and spray the blick
Flashin' hella jewelry at yo' show
We come and takin' shit
Hm, ooh, bitch, I do major shit
All this jewelry light up my whole neck
Look like the Vegas Strip
Rеal rasta, bought me a new mansion
Cost me еighty bricks
You in the streets and still
Ain't touched a mil', you on some lazy shit
Crack a seal, finna drink it all
Ain't on no savin' shit
Mix the Fendi up with that Dior
I love that Bathing shit hit the road
Took ten thousand pills between bangin' Tris
Told my bitch to stuff it in her coochie
Had to train a bitch
Stretch the work, do that shit like yoga
That's my trainer bitch
Turn that chopper up like a lil' kid
I bend and spank some shit
You the opposite of number two
That mean you ain't the shit
Hit the club and throw me up ten racks
I love the rain and shit
Ghetto girl and she got a fatty
That's my favorite bitch
Got the same bottles in my kitchen
That's my baby sip
Got extension on me, it hold thirty
End up paintin' shit
My mama said I got some screws loose
I need some maintenance
Private jet, oh, we in first class
Ain't on no basic shit
Fucked around and got another opp
He on the waiting list
All my homies play in the
Background because they ain't legit
Lot of habit's, need to quit my cup
I can't be taking this
Ooh, yeah, I never fake with stick
Pour me up a three in a cream soda
This a Faygo twist
Niggas in the game and fallin'
Out on some flagrant shit
How you gang and go against the guys? yeah
That's plagiarist
Pop a xanny, mix it with a flat
Love the zapin' shit
Hella shooters blow shit like a hookah
Love to vape and shit
Told her I can't love you like
My drink but love yo' nakedness
Grinded long but this shit paying off, yeah
That's what patience get
Catch 'em flexing, we gon' get to steppin'
Alpha Beta shit baby Glock
The clip that's pokin' out look
Like a taser stick
Cuddy told me if he wacked a witness
Get the case dismissed
Brick or dog, break it down in chunks
It look like bagel bit's (Like bagel bit's)