CyHi Da Prynce

CyHi Da Prynce - Cold As Ice lyrics

rate me

Fucking with me is like Russian Roulette

I'm cold as Quebec

The way I be rapping sound like I'm busting two tecs

With a perfect duet

I'm sharp as a razor blade the cover Gillette

I'm under your neck

You think that you're better than Prince then I'll come to your set

That wasn't a threat

I would of dubbed over your tape if it was a cassette

From the west of Gwinnett

One of the dopest rap niggas you ever done met

I'm smoking the Shrek

With a sexy brunette on a jet and she giving me neck

Get plenty of sex

The way I be dressing they calling me vinaigrette

They say I'm too fresh, in fact

A general you just a cadette

So show me respect

Cydel get mail faster than pony express

They owe me a check

My only regrets...

Is not checking these niggas with phoney baguettes

Claiming they on the block

Juking like Tony Dorsett

But I know that's a lie man they can't do what I can

I'm from the Middle East ye ain't ran the streets that I ran

From Paris to Chicago

Atlanta back to Thailand

They yell the same thing every time I finish rhyming

They say...

You're as cold as ice

You're willing to sacrifice our love

You're as cold as ice

You're willing to sacrifice our love

I got hits, I'm Pujols, I'm D1, you juco

Got girls in all sizes, I'm something like a shoe store

More haters than 2-4, y'all softer than new growth

Don't see yo goons for, cause they shoot slow like Kuko

But I'm on Mars like Bruno, so gone on Pluto

On an old brawn with a new ho

I tell her roll up and she do so

Black chick, pussy pink like nuvo

I don't choose, I get picked like the drummer in The Roots fro

Trend setter with a vendetta

With people fucking up Prince cheddar

Grew up tougher than Benz leather

More stripes than a twins catcher

It's hard to be a real nigga

When there's niggas who pretend better

But I just keep my eyes on the buck like Jim Tressel

Take your bitch to the crib

Lay back then I'll bench press her

Had the streets in a full nelson

Couldn't tell me I didn't wrestle

Cause I used to sell trees

Dreaming of my own LP

This is what the old G's in Decatur used to tell me

Cold as ice

You know that you are

Cold as ice

As cold as ice to me

Cold as ice

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