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Playlist: The Very Best of Omarion (Omarion) · The Iceman Cometh/Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · Ice Ice Baby (Madagascar 5) · Ice Ice Baby (Salsa) (Big Daddi) · Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · ICE [Explicit Version] (Kelly Rowland) · Ice Box (Omarion) · Ice Box (Omarion) · Ice Box (Omarion) · Best Of: Version Originale/Version Symphonique (Calogero) – and 90 other albums »


hurt)
I said I really wanna work this out
Damn girl I'm trying
Here's the remix (remix)

I got this ice box where my heart used to be 
I got this
(Man I'm fresh as hell in this hoodie!)
Let's get it!
Omarion!
Wit' my hoodie on!
Wit' my hoodie on!
Wit' my hoodie on!

See the money!
See
[Government of the people]
[For the people]
[By the people]

News reporter:
Earlier today in Broward County, appalling court
judges upheld
has not stickered my album, I made
TWO versions"
Verse 2: Brother Marquis
The First Amendment gave us freedom of speech
So what you sayin'? It
tonight
We tip the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word
tonight
We tip the waiter a hundred dollars
To keep the ice cold, alright?
We the last guys to keep the wise guys code alive
If I can't live by my word
the streets
I got that permit to bury ya ice grill
Shoulda named this album hurr "Licensed to Kill"
Ahhh - yes my life chilly chill
Mansion in Miami, other
the streets
I got that permit to bury ya ice grill
Shoulda named this album hurr "Licensed to Kill"
Ahhh - yes my life chilly chill
Mansion in Miami, other
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome 
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured 
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome 
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured 
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
up in flames, like weed 

Got box albums up like ki's, from the South to overseas 
N****z independent, and rowdy 
N**** check billboard, number 1
squad of design monsters
Innovating the styles that made biters look like imposters

So we scripted an album and signed to Rawkus
Selling a hundred
was shoe box and lint
I only write raps just to give you niggas hits
Every verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
My album coming November, that's
large checks 

Casue we skiddly-dip-dip-do-dep dip dip for effects 

Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks 

Look into my album
on myself with the tiger smell
Straight out the jungle, sting like kiss
Ice real cool, top lip frostbit
'Cause now I write Clark Gable on my cable bill
Bill
large checks 

Casue we skiddly-dip-dip-do-dep dip dip for effects 

Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks 

Look into my album
dissing, but I'm really on the dicks
Look into my album, kid, you'll see all the flicks
But no! You'd rather feel my movie just to cold me
So I was boning