Saweetie - Icy Chain lyrics

[Intro] (b*tch, Saweetie had me lit off the Henny last night) Hey [Chorus] Twerk that ass for a icy chain Twerk that ass for a icy chain (b*tch) Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey) Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hmm) [Verse 1] My hair, my money, come bundle I spent your rent on my frontal (Yeah) b*tches see me and get humble Could take your ni**a but I don't even want to (Hmm) Birkin bag, Crocodile Dundee (Ooh) Mink on my body like I just went hunting Tell PETA I'm being one hunnid That icy girl still rock a fur in the summer Left fashion week, hella casualties (Yeah) I think I know why they mad at me (Hahaha) 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 you're mad at me 'Cause you be complaining, you stay in your feelings I'm starting to think you can't handle me [Chorus] Twerk that ass for a icy chain Twerk that ass for a icy chain (b*tch) Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey) Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hmm) [Verse 2] Get love in the Bay like I'm 40 (Uh) Big C love to sip on the 40's (Yeah) This Rollie up on me cost forty I'ma be fine in my forties Ooh, fake booty galore Make sure it clap when you see me on tour (Hmm) He sweatin' me like a sport I play in Prada whenever I'm bored (That's right) Concealer, tan, sand, I'ma get these band-bands Bet' not smell no pussy when you pop it on a handstand (Ugh) All of my b*tches smell good (Yeah) Don't worry 'bout us, we good I ain't gon' lie, you actin' too shy Come pop that sh*t like a b*tch from the hood (Brrt) [Chorus] Twerk that ass for a icy chain Twerk that ass for a icy chain (b*tch) Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hey) Twerk that ass for a icy chain (Hmm)