Iced Up (Feat. Suga Suga) Lyrics By Gucci Mane feat. Suga Suga

Artist/Band Name: Gucci Mane feat. Suga Suga

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Lyrics To Iced Up (Feat. Suga Suga)

Verse 1(Gucci Mnae)

I pull up to club valet park my coupe/I’m lookin on the ground kuz I lost my damn roof
I can sit real high but I’m squatin real low/In a 07′ lambo same color smoke
Yo girl in my ride, can ya drive a stick?/10 grand in my pocket like I sold a half a brick
Red monkeys on my ass, gucci’s on my face, pradas on my feet, on my wrist i got that Jac
Don’t ya like my chain don’t ya like my grill/Aint I fresh aint I fly baby girl just keep it real
Wit my paint like snot wit them green booger guts/I blow my nose wit hunneds I don’ give a flyin fuck
Walked through the club showed love to the DJ/left went home and made it rain on the freeway
Gucci mane la flare AKA zone 6 shawty/hunned pack of pills turned the club into a block party

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Chorus:

I’m a roll me a blunt, Pour me a cup, Pull up to the club lift both doors up, Gucci so iced up, Gucci so iced up
I’m a roll me a blunt, Pour me a cup, Pull up to the club lift both doors up, Suga Suga so iced up, Suga Suga so iced up

Verse 2(Suga Suga)

Everythings new fresh out of the wraper/pull fresh out off of the lot wit them thangs in a wraper.hold on
Push button doors go up at the same time/Kush burnin now i’m flushin know its game time
I’m ridin down campbellton wit both doors up/perssae in the changer wit the dro rolled up
Spent 10 thousand in a day thats off a blunt in a row/200 thousand in a safe I bout to stunt on a hoe
She like don’t leave me, bitch you better get you a passport
Believe me hoe we carry straps like the task force
Its easy practice like you takin a crash course/you down to yo final hour you makin yo last choice
I pull up to the club smokin on a kush pack/I walk off in the front and get the whole line pushed back
Give ya boy a chance get yo whole life fucked up/Do it wit no hands now i’m so fuckin iced up

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Chorus

I’m a roll me a blunt, Pour me a cup, Pull up to the club lift both doors up, Gucci so iced up, Gucci so iced up
I’m a roll me a blunt, Pour me a cup, Pull up to the club lift both doors up, Suga Suga so iced up, Suga Suga so iced up

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