Royce da 5'9", Blade Icewood - Chips On Pistons lyrics

Yeah, yeah when the rubber band pops from
The top of them stacks
Mami drop them tops 'fore
Them dollars go back
In my pocket or the trunk of the black Impala
Where the pump just sit for
Them punks who trip
But besides that, life's good - yeah
This my nigga Blade right here
(you could call me Icewood)

Icewood? (Icewood) I could
Go home witchu baby if the pipe good

We get a whole lot of scrilla
Fo'-fives is wit us
Whole flight can fill us, Globetrotter nigga
When you see a plus sign in
Front of like twelve numbers
On your cell that's me calling to tell you
That I ain't at home (yeah)


I'm witnessing the midnight sun in Finland
With the big robe on
With six different funds
Kronas, Pesos, Euros, the list goes on
We send henchmen to wet ya
In between trips to the Philippines
With strippers wit us
Bet chips on Pistons, gassed off Sheed (yeah)
Yelling pass the ball to Rip and Billups
Mami

If you got love for me
Then do your little dance for me
Turn that ass around
(turn around) and keep doing what you dooooo
If you got a thang for me
Then do your thang for me
Turn that ass around
(turn around) cause you've got it coming

Turn that ass 'round, ma you know I'm a clown
Throw a little money 'round
Do my dance to the sounds
Worth a whole lotta cash
So you know I got the pound on me
Yeah dance for my homie
(damn what's the nigga name?)
Five-Nine (Five-Nine)

Pimp game got it going from the first line
Chain plenty hang time, yeah

G-4 plane flying, '05 Range driving
If the deal ain't least ten
Mil' I ain't signing
Heard she can make it do the "Nolia Clap"
It's Mr blade Icewood the new king of rap
I got these shots for you haters (c'mon)
Tell the waiters bring the shots
Use the liquor to motivate her
To hop up in the whip
Before she leave the lot
Got my dick between her lips
Hand between her hips on some freaky shit
Yeah ain't know I did it like that
She thought it was all rap 'til
She screaming on her back
Playa, we send henchmen to wet ya
In between trips to the Philippines
With strippers wit us
Bet chips on Pistons, gassed off Sheed
Yelling pass the ball to Rip and Billups
Mami

If you got love for me
Then do your little dance for me
Turn that ass around
(turn around) and keep doing what you dooooo
If you got a thang for me
Then do your thang for me
Turn that ass around
(turn around) cause you've got it coming

Yeah, we hit makers with acres
We hit Vegas with chips major, we can't just
Ball like the usual team, we stay whyling
Up the challenge, fuck it, tear up the palace
Fuck with, nothing but them trucks with
Halogen lights
Did bad in his life, them cuts and calluses
In the G-4, in a suit, eating soufflc
In the seat big get your coupe, nigga go play

Hey come over here!
Well you can have it your way
Blow cabbage all day
Ice, everywhere, bought it from all yay
This ain't no spaceship
Gave the Rover a facelift
Lift the fifth to my lips
While she moving her hips
Yeahhh - side to side, I decide
When the time is right for us to slide
We ain't moving at the mansion yet
The panty's wet
That's how you feel off a pill
Why you panicking? Go away!

If you got love for me
Then do your little dance for me
Turn that ass around
(turn around) and keep doing what you dooooo
If you got a thang for me
Then do your thang for me
Turn that ass around
(turn around) cause you've got it coming