Tory Lanez - Icey Dicey lyrics

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Man I fuck every bitch ion Toronto

Loud party in my condo

I got tissue deep in

It’s like easter spring in Montana

Fucked up but I’m still dry

Fucked up but I’m still dry

Now I’m playing that she joking

Where the fuck is my real drive

I’m air dropping she pill popping

Make black balling I’m still dropping

And I’m toned up on that rail stop

And the swap boys never will stop

5’9 and she found some

Baddest fuck but you find too

My pocket know I am flying too

And I make a chick break a chick

Lake down and give her dick

Long in the night with your baby like

We’re trying to get at your lady

It’s only hopping step in

Ladies don’t stop let me get guac

In the room like just let me get top

Pay me to fuck me bitch tell me to guac

We got them bitches a penny a pop

Pennies will pop then they got drop

Man I’m on top nigger don’t stop

God don’t know where them blamers gonna pop

I say damn I wreck it like Hannibal Lector

Back on my solid this animal setting

Acting no anger just hang me to thank

Back off the thing and leave chesses like checkers

Flashes don’t even come check on my checks

Pay low and I bailout

We’d be talking, that’s pain up

Four car I’m sitting tall

It’s so hard just to lay low

What’s wrong with my wrist?

Eyeball, eyelids

Chico mi kaki cause she can’t suck my dick

It’s too bad I’m too fly

How was your girl?

How was your girl?

Two words uuu a

Come tell my niggers who’s up?

Drinking liquor with my niggers

Wifing down on like granny holes

I know that I might get caught

But shit nigger there’s plenty more

Endlessly we can get brought up on Hennessy

Roll up and twist in the remedy

Fucking with bitches that’s 20

They look like 20 telling you

Calling as she know

Call as she close

She be wanting all

She fuck with my...

Me I’m trying to cut cut close

She gone making payments if I think...

And I might let her fuck

I might let her fuck

I might let her fuck

I might let her fuck

Man what the fuck’s wrong with these hoes, bro?

King shit no cobra

Got a sling clip no shoulder

Strap on a nigger don’t stop

Back on a nigger back home

Like post up I’m in a row trap

Ghost riding hitting folks less

My nigger Jay shining with the gold cuffs

Like this shit, damn nigger I’m this shit

Cold bin like damn nigger I’m sea sick

Sea slick on that g shit

I got a whip calling and my brae slip

Hating hard and you ain’t my dog

Why you all on that lee shit?

G6 paint flies Jay’s on plain flights

Cut you late I hit you dang twice

Man for the frame I’ve been the same nights

When a damn title with your name right

What your frame like?

They flaming I’m drunk driving

Get off my dick ...playing right? Right

And I’m so on and I’m all on

Got the main light on the main street

In the daylight with my chain bright

Got a dang right...

It ain’t right but I do it though

Acting like you got all that bread

It ain’t like you got too much dough

Where you go with all that head?

I ain’t up for talking I know

Shorty like my features so

I’d be swing on double D

I got hoses that is my features

Some 44 for them...

These shorties know I got heaters

But all you hear is like beepers

Put all my...

All that shit just between them

She pillow bite like she teething

I hear major breaks I’m like genius

Chain my double for time

Your bitch is still calling

I dig her like we ain’t got women

See I like women spicy like they came

So if I put for longer

Then I’ll be fucking that model

She’d be all day long she fuck with my club

Me I’m tryint to cut cut close

She gone making payments if I think...

And I might let her fuck

I might let her fuck

I might let her fuck

I might let her fuck

Come my nigger Jay got dough

Got this block ..

If you’re looking for your bitch

She on top of our dicks

This all yours...

Meet a bad bitch I might let her fuck

You know what I’m saying

You can’t just fuck me for free

I might let you fuck baby