My Ice - Riff Raff, DJ Afterthought

My ice, my ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice

When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice

When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

Not bad, drop Jag

Paper tag on the back

I was gon' leave five stacks but valet scratched my bag

I’m addicted to foreigns, rocking Ralph Lauren

Could’ve been stage touring, it’s the white Martin Lawrence

Like a drunk doctor, I lost my patients

Started to hate waiting, Cadillac Escaladed

I’m at the Trump Towers on the escalator

If it ain’t about the paper, I’m a see you later

I rock more ice than a figure skater

When Gucci got out, I had to call my jeweler

But don’t get confused, my wrist is a zoo

All my diamonds are see through blue, RiFF

When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice

When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice

When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

right back at the state park

Parked outside of Fort Knox, Porsche Boxster, door locks

Four tube socks filled with solid gold blocks

Paint wetter than a mop as I proceed to chop blocks

White ice man diamonds big as a knee pad

91 surpreme gas mango matte Maybach

Shot more jumpers than Scott Skiles, aquaberry smiles

They tried to steal my style but I was rocking reptile

It’s the versatile crocodile, Iceberg Simpson

I’m eating shrimp on my burberry blimp

I’m addicted to foreigns, rocking Ralph Lauren

Could’ve been stage touring, it’s the white Martin Lawrence

When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice

When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

When it’s cold outside and I rock my ice

When it’s hot outside, still rock my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

My ice, my ice, my ice

RiFF