The Hit Factory Criteria, Miami, FL - Ice Cold lyrics

[Verse 1: Rick Ross] She fell in love with a dope boy Black diamonds on the neck of that dope boy Big body Benz for that dope boy Love every tattoo on that dope boy She sheds tears for that dope boy sh**, it is what it is for that dope boy Handle minor biz for that dope boy But the reward is major, so on and so forth She can tell you by the Greyhound She can show you how to stay down I can tell you 'bout to break down VS1's all in my b**h watch face now Straight G's for your low esteem A.P's for the whole team As I run away from my obituary Walkin' in the sh** that'll get you buried Miami's mine like I'm Pat Riley Baselines shoot at n***as, act wisely Get the picture, n***as gettin' richer now Livin' next to b**hes, out on Fisher Isle Down from Oprah, Don King, and Sosa Come to the c**a, callate la boca They let sh** slide when my n***a won't Remember God forgives and them triggers don't [Hook: Omarion] Aw baby, it's just how it goes Can't feel it but I know you know Cause I keep it on the outside of you, girl And I keep it on the outside of you, girl And I'm reaping just what I sow My heart's beating but it still stay froze And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl Arms wide open (it's warm in here) Arms wide open (It's warm in here) Arms wide open (And out there the sun is flowing cold) [Verse 2: Rick Ross] She fell in love with the lifestyle Paper tag now her neck all iced out Lear jets to the fights now Belagio crap table with the dice out Floor seats at the Heat game Her bag 20 grand, n***a, peep game South beach makin' love on the rooftop f**in' to the rhythm, got her singin' like she Jill Scott I'm just a n***a with a attitude Earnin' revenue through different avenues One of my soldiers died in Attica Anythin' other than to ride is out of character Top down and it feels right I could tell you what a dope boy feels like I could tell you that he never sleeps He may smile but it's never sweet Swisha burnin' at his fingertips Tears on the inside but they never drip God forgives and the courts don't Seekin' an appeal when the courts won't [Hook: Omarion] Aw baby, it's just how it goes Can't feel it but I know you know Cause I keep it on the outside of you, girl And I keep it on the outside of you, girl And I'm reaping just what I sow My heart's beating but it still stay froze And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl Arms wide open (it's warm in here) Arms wide open (It's warm in here) Arms wide open (And out there the sun is flowing cold)