Icy Chain Songtext
von Saweetie

Saweetie had me lit off the Henny last night (hm-hm, blargh)
Hey

Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hm)

My hair, my money, come bundled
I spent your rent on my frontal (yeah)
Bitches see me and get humbled
Could take yo′ nigga but I don't even want to (hm)
Birkin bag, Crocodile Dundee (oo)
Mink on my body like I just went hunting (prr)
Tell PETA I′m being one hundred
Icy girl still rock fur in the summer

Last fashion week, hella casualties
I think I know why they mad at me (haha)
I'm pretty, I'm in every city
But won′t hit the club unless it′s a bag for me


Daddy, answer me, I need to know why your mad at me
'Cause you be complaining, you stay in your feelings
I′m starting to think you can't handle me

Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hm)

Get love in the Bay like I′m 40 (oo)
Big seat let her sip on her Fourties
This Rollie up on me cost forty (shwoo)
I'ma be fun in my forties
Oo, fake booty galore
Make sure it clap when you see me on tour (hm)

He sweatin′ me like a sport
I play in Prada whenever I'm bored (that's right)
Concealer tan sand, I′ma get these ban-bands
Better not smell no pussy (ew) when you pop it on a handstand (urgh)

All of my bitches smell good (yuh)
Don′t worry 'bout us, we good
I ain′t gon' lie, you actin′ too shy
Come pop that shit like a bitch from the hood (brrt)


Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Bitch)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey)
Twerk that ass for a icy chain (hm)