Day 6 Lyrics – Icewear Vezzo
Day 6 Song Lyrics
Damn Max,
This One’s Too Hard.
Iced Up Records.
Ooh..
Drank God, Ayy
(She An Audemars).
Yeah, Lil’ Bitch, Gave Her Hood Dick,
They Tote Lil’ Sticks (Yeah, They Tote Lil’ Sticks)..
They Too Busy Flashin’ That Lil’ Paper,
That’s That Lil’ Shit (That’s That Lil’ Shit)..
Pill Popper, Wood And Steel Chopper,
Get Your Cause Hit (Fah, Fah, Fah, Fah)..
Made The Money, Took Care Of My Problems,
Got My Hood Rich (Got My Hood Rich)..
Neck Freezy, Get The Neck Easy, Yeah,
I Cum Dumb Quick (Ha)..
Up Some Dog Shit And Smack A Ho, Bitch,
You Done With (Bitch)..
Fuck Them Niggas And Them Pussy,
Niggas That You Run With (Fuck ’em)..
That Hundred Bands You Got Hid In Your Stash,
I Had Fun With (I Had Fun With)..
Open Up The Spot And Hug
The Block Like A Grizzly Bear (Drank God)..
That Same Lil’ Bitch You Kissin’ In Her Mouth,
I Put A Kid In There (For Real)..
Blow A Check, Then Another Check ’cause,
I’m A Millionaire (Big Ice)..
Had To Do Some Time Up In The Feds And,
See Who Really Care (See Who Really Care)…
Throw It Up, Bitch, I Rep The 6, Yeah,
I Be Really There (6)..
Yellow Diamond Stones, Yellow As Piss,
Look Like A Winnie Bear (Pooh)..
Fifty Thousand Dollars In My Pants,
Shit Barely Fit In There (Uh-uh)..
It’s Only Robbers, Shooters At My Trap,
No, You Can’t Get In Here (Uh)..
Hmm, Ooh, Bitch,
I Got Plenty Chains (Yeah)..
Lit Nigga, When You Get This Rich,
You Can Do Anything (You Can Do Anything).
Open Up, Go ‘head, Fix That Throat,
Look Like She Finna Sing (Ha)..
Everybody Say They Shootin’,
Switch Until Shit Really Change..
Dog Spot And A Yay Spot,
Plus A Weed House (Plus A Weed House),
I Put So Much Karo In This Drank,
It Knocked The Lean Out (Skrrt)..
Bag For Bag, We Go Rack For Rack,
Come Bring Your Cheese Out..
Lil’ Gang Been ’round Here Shootin’ So Much Shit Up,
He Look Fiend Out (Fah, Fah, Fah, Fah)..
Hmm..
Drank God
Rich Off Pints 3, Nigga..
We Got All The Money,
All The Cars, Everything,
You Don’t Know Shit..
