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I'm icy, I'm icy, I'm icy, I'm icy, I'm icy, I'm icy, I'm icy, I'm icy 

All these girls excited 
Oooo ya know they like it 
I'm so icy, so icy 
Girl don't try to fight it 
All yo friends invited 
I'm so icy, so icy 

Got a house around my neck, and my wrist on chill 
Any given time, 250 in ya grill (a quarter million?) 
All I do is talk shit, you can even add a couple grand for my outfit 
You betta act like ya know man, in my hood they call me Jeezy da Snowman 
Ya get it? Get it? Jeezy da Snowman 
I'm iced out, plus I got snow, man 
Let it marinate, why'all niggaz is slow man (slow man) 
(Man what the fuck why'all...yo dumb ass) 
I used to get nineteen for a beat 
Call me Ginuwine, the same 'ol G ('ol G) 
I'm da shit biiiaaattch, I need toilet paper (daaaaaayyuum!) 
And some air freshener nigga, fuck a hata 
 These niggaz don't like me 
I'm wit da Gucci Man and I'm so icy 


She diggin my fit, she think I'm da shit 
Is this a chain on my neck, or the watch in my wrist 
 Maybe the ice in my ear, or my bracelet 
But she look like the type that could take a dick 
 Young Gucci Man, don't kiss me baby you can kiss my chain 
Ya gotta be a dime piece, 
Just to look at the rocks in my time piece 
I come through in a drop top Jag, or Old-School Chevy 
Wit da antique tags 
My pockets so heavy that I can't walk steady 
 Niggaz coppin' ice we done done it already 
Got a gold grill but it's not from Eddie 
I ride big Chevys cuza nigga ain't petty 
I'm icy, so muthafuckin' snowed up, lil kids want to 
Be like Gucci when they grow up 
Me, jeezy and Boo 
We ain't hatin' pussy nigga 'gon and do what you do 
'Cause we icy, so icy, we icy, so icy 


I'm hoppin' out the range wit da seats piped out 
You can still see my chain even when da lights out 
'Cause dat's how monsters do it 
Spit a lil game give 'em that flosser music 
I'm da man from da C.H.I. 
 These lames runnin' 'round thinkin' they so fly 
Got a lil buzz but Boo been too high 
I'm pullin' hoes in da club and I don't even try 
I guess when she glance at my wrist, she want to get my dick 
I tell her holla at Jeezy if ya want to pop Cris 
Get at Gucci Man 'cause he on some lil shit 
And you know I'm in da cut, grippin my 4/5 
Like let a nigga trip, naw we ain't runnin' 
We just takin' all ya chicks, buyin' drinks gettin' blunted 
Groupies, show you how to do this son 
We throwin out hundreds while you savin them ones 

I got so many rocks, on my chain and watch 
I know I'm da shit, my chain hang down to my dick 
I know I'm da bomb, just look at my charms 
I know I'm da shit, my chain hang down to my dick 


I'm so icy 
Look at my charms 
My...chain...hang...down...to my dick


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