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Ice Lyrics


You're like ice
I-C-E, feels so nice
Scorching me, you're so hot
Baby your love is so hot
Pull up, she been purring like a kitten
Cravin' your love
I've been counting all the days you been gone
A little too long, patient lasts,
Knowing exactly what it is
It lasts, time, and now
When you, come and lay between it this time
Take the ice cubes (boy you know what)
Sit it right below my navel
And watch what I do (Grab your ass)
And that's my favorite angle
My legs are numb now
Your loving be giving me chills
You're like ice

I-C-E, feels so nice
Scorching me, you're so hot
Baby your love is so hot
Lil Wayne:
Uh, ice, ice baby
Shake that ass just like dice baby
You hot and Im tunechi
I beat that cat, animal cruelty
I'm colder than your man
He should be your ex
Throw that ass back like we playing pitch and catch f*ckin' right
And all your hear is what's my name, it's yo p*ssy
Sweet tooth roll tussy
If you are what you eat im so *ussy
I'm skating on thin ice
I put in her wind pipe, we do it til we both exhausted
Twin pipes, pillow under her stomach
The other pillow she bite
Would you like anything
Cause I'll do anything you like
I make her freeze up
Pick her knees up, she want a maid n*gga
Watch me clean up, I know where to put it
I put it in her life
I leave that p*ssy smoking
Smoking like ice
You're like ice
I-C-E, feels so nice
Scorching me, you're so hot
Baby your love is so hot
You're like ice
I-C-E, feels so nice
Scorching me, you're so hot
Baby your love is so hot
You put the pillow (right there)
Underneath my back
Got me up against the window (right now)
We got no shame we going in
He hates it when I use my hands
He got me saying, 'damn my man knows what he's doing'
The mirrors,
Up on the ceiling, got things so visual, so visual
Babe I ain't never feel so right yeah
He comes again my body going numb
Hot as ice, can't get enough
You're like ice
I-C-E, feels so nice
Scorching me, you're so hot
Baby your love is so hot
you're like ice

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The Microphones is the name of a project that Anacortes, WA's Phil Elvrum has headed since the late 90s. Its sound is best described as lo-fi "fuzz folk," ranging from drum-crashing, bass-thrashing sonic freakouts, strummy classical guitar love songs, angelic vocal choirs, and almost-whispered vocals over harmoniums and bell kits. In 2004, Elverum abandoned the "Microphones" name to begin recording as Mount Eerie.

Read more about The Microphones on Last.fm.


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