[Intro]
(Ice) You know what that is?
Only real bitches know what that is (Ice)
(Ice)
Ayy, ayy (Ice)
[Chorus]
Thirty-one flavors, make him wanna lick it (Who?)
Bitch, I'm hard to please, at least I can admit it
Girl, you must be high, you ain't fuckin' with me (No you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (Gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy, where you at tonight? (Ooh)
Send my location, we can chill like ice
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (Ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)
[Verse 1]
If you say Tay then the Money come wit' it (Who?)
Talk about some money then Tay gon' get it (Money)
I ain't talkin' phone numbers when I say digits
He say he like the grip so I went dumb with it (Hey)
Bad Bitch Gang (Bitch)
Bentley Truck, scoop me like a sundae (Fuck it up)
And the skirt that I'm in, Hermès (Ice)
Paparazzi put me on the front page, bitch, duh
[Chorus]
Thirty-one flavors, make him wanna lick it (Who?)
Bitch, I'm hard to please, at least I can admit it
Girl, you must be high, you ain't fuckin' with me (No you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (Gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy, where you at tonight? (Ooh)
Send my location, we can chill like ice
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (Ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)
[Verse 2]
I'ma cause a cold front if I take a deep breath
Girl, get your man, I ain't even tryna keep that
I'ma drive him crazy, I told him, "Kick your seat back"
Get up off your ass, baby girl, I need to see that
Ice cold in this bitch, huh, what you thought it was?
I'ma tell you once, get money, run it up (Money)
When I hit the club all the thugs show me love
But all these bitches hatin' like duh
[Chorus]
Thirty-one flavors, make him wanna lick it (Who?)
Bitch, I'm hard to please, at least I can admit it
Girl, you must be high, you ain't fuckin' with me (No you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (Gimme that)
Pussy on call, boy, where you at tonight? (Ooh)
Send my location, we can chill like ice
Hair done, nails done, real real nice (Ayy)
Walk up in the club, leave him froze like ice (Money)
[Outro]
Thirty-one flavors, make him wanna lick it (Who?)
Bitch, I'm hard to please, at least I can admit it
Girl, you must be high, you ain't fuckin' with me (No you ain't)
Put it in his face and he said, "Gimme" (Gimme that)
Pussy on cold, say it feel like ice (Ooh)
Send my location, we can chill like ice (Hey)
The hottest in the city, neck cold like ice (Ayy)
When I walk up in the club, leave 'em froze like ice (Money)
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Ice was written by Tay Money & Tate Kobang & Samuel Melvin & FLEXINFAB & Dustin Cavazos & Ricky Desktop.
Ice was produced by Ricky Desktop.