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Ice Check (Remastered) [Bonus Track] Video (MV)




Performed By: Bubby
Length: 3:31
Written by: Ryan Kaltman




Bubby - Ice Check (Remastered) [Bonus Track] Lyrics




Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file

Ice chip (ice)
Ice wrist (check)
It's so cold outside
I don't like this (wooo)
I'm already icy
I'm already cold
You know all my shit is pricey
And it's made of gold
Diamonds lining all my limbs
Shining bright just like I'm lit
I'm a stand up guy, I could never sit (haha)
Ain't no grown man
Jack Frost (brrr)
I'm a snowman
Got lost (skrrrrr)
Weather warning comin through you on ice watch (ice watch)
Kicking it with my crew they're the boys and they're top notch (top notch)
Sticking it through the blue, all the cold, all the ice spots (ice spots)
Never slip, never fall
Sweet like syrup, IHOP
Fat Nut Boys, don't forget the name (ba ba)
Trap house an igloo
Coldest in the game (brrrrgggh)
Polar bear, you know we can't be tamed (grrrr)
101, we know how the ice is made (brrr)

Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file

Ice check with your bitch
On a cash chase
Fat Nut Boys on the nawf side dat way (dat way)
We go hard in the paint (paint)
Migos got shit no bars in the bank (bars in the bank)
Dick so cold like popsicle
Fiji on my body feeling so tropical
Gotta bundle up is getting too cold
And we gettin in the coop, and it's gettin out control (whoop)
Coop coming through down the hill that's a sled
Too much ice on, hypothermic dick (egh)
I'm sick I'm dead
Dropping the knowledge, you know we're talking Ted
With the Ted Talk, I got the knowledge in my head (woosh)
All of my diamonds on deck
It's 30 degrees with the icy patek
And I reckon I'm checking the weather
I beckon the sweater, the temperature ain't gettin better (yah)

Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file

Back in this shit again
I ain't changed for nothin
I still got ice in my veins
My god, the temps are something
They hit zero, and we'll freeze in a bit
When u see my ice melt and my neck starts to drip
(I got) snowflakes for nipples, and an icicle dick
This'll be my fight song, it's not a fight you should pick
Cause Ima hypothermic maniac, ice on all limbs
Lookin like Cutie Boy, no one colder than him
Gotta give it to the man who made my nice living
Jack Frost in the room the presence so chilling
You know we stay true the ice cold of the killing
My ice drip to a drop, we rise to top ceiling
Bubby came back, don't plan to leave (nah)
Now everybody get high till you can't stand or see
You know I never trip, the trap, it stays poppin'
Too cold for the igloo to melt or start stoppin (yah)

Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
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Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file

Ice chip (ice)
Ice wrist (check)
It's so cold outside
I don't like this (wooo)
I'm already icy
I'm already cold
You know all my shit is pricey
And it's made of gold
Diamonds lining all my limbs
Shining bright just like I'm lit
I'm a stand up guy, I could never sit (haha)
Ain't no grown man
Jack Frost (brrr)
I'm a snowman
Got lost (skrrrrr)
Weather warning comin through you on ice watch (ice watch)
Kicking it with my crew they're the boys and they're top notch (top notch)
Sticking it through the blue, all the cold, all the ice spots (ice spots)
Never slip, never fall
Sweet like syrup, IHOP
Fat Nut Boys, don't forget the name (ba ba)
Trap house an igloo
Coldest in the game (brrrrgggh)
Polar bear, you know we can't be tamed (grrrr)
101, we know how the ice is made (brrr)

Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file

Ice check with your bitch
On a cash chase
Fat Nut Boys on the nawf side dat way (dat way)
We go hard in the paint (paint)
Migos got shit no bars in the bank (bars in the bank)
Dick so cold like popsicle
Fiji on my body feeling so tropical
Gotta bundle up is getting too cold
And we gettin in the coop, and it's gettin out control (whoop)
Coop coming through down the hill that's a sled
Too much ice on, hypothermic dick (egh)
I'm sick I'm dead
Dropping the knowledge, you know we're talking Ted
With the Ted Talk, I got the knowledge in my head (woosh)
All of my diamonds on deck
It's 30 degrees with the icy patek
And I reckon I'm checking the weather
I beckon the sweater, the temperature ain't gettin better (yah)

Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file

Back in this shit again
I ain't changed for nothin
I still got ice in my veins
My god, the temps are something
They hit zero, and we'll freeze in a bit
When u see my ice melt and my neck starts to drip
(I got) snowflakes for nipples, and an icicle dick
This'll be my fight song, it's not a fight you should pick
Cause Ima hypothermic maniac, ice on all limbs
Lookin like Cutie Boy, no one colder than him
Gotta give it to the man who made my nice living
Jack Frost in the room the presence so chilling
You know we stay true the ice cold of the killing
My ice drip to a drop, we rise to top ceiling
Bubby came back, don't plan to leave (nah)
Now everybody get high till you can't stand or see
You know I never trip, the trap, it stays poppin'
Too cold for the igloo to melt or start stoppin (yah)

Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
Jack Frost in the room Fat Nut Style
Bubby and his friends goin crazy, buck wild
Ice cold killer you know that's our life style
We don't kill, only pay bills
Ice file
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Writer: Ryan Kaltman
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