HOODRICH PABLO JUAN feat GUCCI MANE , WIZ KHALIFA - Iced Up Chords and Lyrics

This song is from the album DMV(2019), released on 01 November 2019.



SongRating: 7.5/10

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Scale: D Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 66
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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Dm
TM! Sizzle!
Dm
Evil Genius!
Dm
Wop!
Dm
Bling! Blow!

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[CHORUS]
Dm
Iced up, bezzeled up
Dm
We're sick as fuck, what the fuck
Dm
Top down, windows up
Dm
Pistol tucked, what the fuck
Dm
Bentley truck, Lamb truck
Dm
Rolls truck, what the fuck
Dm
Pulled up, froze up
Dm
Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck

[VERSE ONE: Gucci Mane] 
Dm
I made a F in science, I through a brick at Onyx
Dm
I was born in 1980, first year of Raeganonix
Dm
Nobody gave me nothing, my family full of junkies
Dm
They call me Trap God but I missed every sunday
Dm
I'm not illiterate, not even a little bit
Dm
I'm not no role model, I sold so many bricks
Dm
I made my city lit, that's what I really did
Dm
My ego really big, you niggas really kids
Dm
I bought a Mulsanne, for my boo thang
Dm
That Coupe got two wings, Gucci I'm Bruce Wayne
Dm
If I'm lying there, then I'm flying there
Dm
You ngigas lying man, go get the frying pan
Dm
Skrrt!
 
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Dm
[CHORUS]
Dm
Iced up, bezzeled up
Dm
We're sick as fuck, what the fuck
Dm
Top down, windows up
Dm
Pistol tucked, what the fuck
Dm
Bentley truck, Lamb truck
Dm
Rolls truck, what the fuck
Dm
Pulled up, froze up
Dm
Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck
 
[VERSE TWO: Wiz Khalifa] 
Dm
Chains up, charms up
Dm
I never tuck, ain't letting up
Dm
Boss up, what the fuck
Dm
Baby I'm a baller, don't get crossed up (That's hard)
Dm
Pulling up in that what the fuck
Dm
Number one, ain't no running up
Dm
Your baby wanting some
Dm
I fuck her then I'm done with her (Damn)
Dm
My cars come from everywhere
Dm
I throw it out, I don't never care (No)
Dm
That weed smoke in the air
Dm
My moms know that I'm a player
Dm
Look at my chain, now she wanna call me by my name
Dm
Living life gang, impressed 'cause I got my own strain
Dm
Left my main, now I wanna get a new thing
Dm
Ain't shit changed still spend a hundred on a chain
 
[CHORUS]
Dm
Iced up, bezzeled up
Dm
We're sick as fuck, what the fuck
Dm
Top down, windows up
Dm
Pistol tucked, what the fuck
Dm
Bentley truck, Lamb truck
Dm
Rolls truck, what the fuck
Dm
Pulled up, froze up
Dm
Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck
 
[VERSE THREE]
Dm
Pablo Juan sub zero, I finish 'em
Dm
All of my bitches they geeking on Timbaland
Dm
Ooh, take me a trip out to Switzerland
Dm
Water on me, no cap like a fisherman
Dm
Zone , nigga, we getting it
Dm
I like them Euros and Benjamins
Dm
My bitch she get wet, I'm swimming in it
Dm
I got them pesos and euros, ain't switching it
Dm
I pull up in the what the fuck
Dm
Pistol in the club, I got it tucked
Dm
Skating on ice with the stick no puck
Dm
Shorty ride the dick just like a truck
Dm
I drink that lean til I'm stuck
Dm
Fell by my hand, I need a glove
Dm
Diamond all white like a dove
Dm
Got I'm married to the money, I fell in love
Dm
[?]
Dm
Ooh pinky ring caught me a dub
Dm
[?]
Dm
[?] no Uggs
Dm
Diamonds in my chain big as a [?]
Dm
25 thousand [?] because
Dm
When I walk out the house [?]
Dm
[?] I'm dripping like fudge
Dm
[?], my pockets too [?]
 
[CHORUS]
Dm
Iced up, bezzeled up
Dm
We're sick as fuck, what the fuck
Dm
Top down, windows up
Dm
Pistol tucked, what the fuck
Dm
Bentley truck, Lamb truck
Dm
Rolls truck, what the fuck
Dm
Pulled up, froze up
Dm
Doors up, what the fuck, what the fuck
 
  
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