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Bitch Bitch Bitch (Rudiments) · Bitch Bitch Bitch (Rudiments) · Dance Mission: Icy '98 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Icy (Gucci Mane) · Memoria Vetusta I: Fathers of the Icy Ages (Blut Aus Nord) · Icy Roads (Hickory Project) · Beneath the Icy Floe, Vol. 5: Projekt Sampler (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Filmscore Music from: Icy Riders (Leif Jordansson) · The London American Label, Year by Year: 1966 (Tina Turner) · The London American Label Year by Year: 1958 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


to seven

Well I work, shift work,
Ten years man, I hated that work
I made a break with the money I made
It took me to the beach to have a beer by
to the blue.G7 F see D7 C7I'll watch o'er the baby and tend him with care and each night by his bedside I'll kneelC E7 F see G7 CAnd if tears do not stop me I'll
our own few circles 'round the sun
We get it backwards
And our seven years go by like one 

Dog years
It's the season of the itch
Dog years
With
[Too $hort]
One time it's by Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to
Any nigga that act like a wha (bitch)
Any any
[Verse 1: Trina]
Icy blue rocks on my arm I shop at Malone for Louie Vinton
The diamond diva miss Cinderella, Versace gown by Donna Tella
I'm in my 7 deExplainuce kelis with the slappin' bat
With the slappin' bat, with the slappin' bat
I got that rag top Impala with the French blue
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium

Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
I’m big willie, no bike gear
I told you bitches last year I’m a rap bitch nightmare
That’s why I call you Buzz Lightyear
’Cause by the time you start
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium

Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
gently into my heart
Time after time after time after time after time
Standing vacant behind myself
Looking through empty eyes
Icy cold black fullness
whores, stop doin floors
So bitch you can fight your own wars
So if you see a man in red white and blue
Gettin chased by the lench mob crew
It's a man
with all of my heart
Tomorrow we might have been married
But liquor has kept us apart

(chorus)

Seven long years I've been married
Wish I was single
home
I call collect get me a 38, now bitch is on
9 millimeter, baretta to 40 cal
By 23 fresh up out the box, bitch I hold it down
I hit the stroll with
Boo]
Bitch you know I'm lookin good, on the block posted up
Icy white reeboks throwin Triple Six up
In the air I don't care, you see Billboards playa
Boo]
Bitch you know I'm lookin good, on the block posted up
Icy white reeboks throwin Triple Six up
In the air I don't care, you see Billboards playa
that seven year itch been and put you in a ditch
And you're gonna blow your brains out

Never saw her cheatin'
All you heard was your own poor heart
robots
Who forgot
Hypnotic in a 
Two thousand by three thousand mile box
Thirty five year olds lost in a x box

Playstation and videos

So that's
steady
It was Mike to those that knows
Matter of fact, Icy Mike 'cause he was cold on them hoes

We was east coast niggas headin' west
I was rollin'
Learnin' the Blues
-Artist: Frank Sinatra from "The Capitol Years": Capitol CDP-7 94317 2
-peak Billboard position number one for 2 weeks in 1955
Yeah  play times over mutha phuckaz  
Spice 1's defiantly in muthafuckin' effect. 
You know what I'm saying? 
Bringing it to all you bitch ass
the span of ten years
Bitch I'm ten times two on a scale of one to ten
I'll battle ten crews with the strength of ten men

At nine, I was into crime,
complain?
I raised your ass bitch, brought your ass out the rain
When you was in the red, without a roof overhead
I helped your ass out, by puttin you in
Ain't no funk, it's funky, it's Doggystyle
(Death Row-ow, Death Row)

[Snoop Dogg]
Shucks, stomping in my big blue chucks
More bounce
to fuck
Sixteen and over to pat
A twelve year old kid got bucked

This week inperium flat lay your ass flat as a mattress
Smack your head off the axis,