Fredro Starr Electric Ice - Featuring X1 And Mieva Lyrics

Electric Ice - Featuring X1 And Mieva Lyrics

[Chorus 2X: X-1 & Mieva]

We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up

Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up

High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up

Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up



[Fredro Starr]

Aiyo I pull up in some big shit, poppin B.I.G. shit

No stearin wheel, Benz toyin wit the joystick

Park the spaceship, special effects

On the bracelets, ice jumpin out like The Matrix

Who light up for than Vegas

Nigga lookin like Times Square on New Years, when the ball drop

My neck is like a light show on Fourth of July

Both wrists like fireworks lightin the sky

Private airports, Air Force, one's untied

Blunt in my mouth, stretch now, you waitin outside

Shit, even when I tuck it in, it blink through the shirt

How does it work? bitches askin how much it's worth

Killin eighth street, Ferrari drop, niggas'll clock

Bitches'll stop and waive, high blondin, bitches to watch

"Is that lights on ya stage, that ice on ya chain?"

Yo I'm C.O., Other People Money type thing

Now haters in the game wanna take my place

Live my life, wish they could take my face

Fuck my wife, wish me death to rock my lights

But that's the price of fame, Electric Ice



[Chorus 2X]



[Mieva]

Floss out, strawberry lights, lavender life

More money than Blake character's wife

Lady ice criminal, rock minerals

Bitches can't stand it, Electric Ice, lookin transparent

You ain't gettin no brighter, a hundred watts in the bezel

The face of an angel wit the body of a devil

Diamonds rock like glaciers

At the tennis courts wit high beams and tennis bracelets

Blindin Venus, hahahaha



[X-1]

Ten days out the summer, put them blazers up

Ninja bike night ridin wit my helmet up

Sock on my Nikes, look at bitches clockin the lights

Go ahead and touch that and get the shock of ya life

Who that nigga over there wit the glow in his chest

It gotta be X, niggas stay flirtin wit death

Lookin like I got a Christmas tree around my neck

You try to cop that, by Jacob ain't got those yet

Wires inside to shine, kid the hottest design

Try to define a nigga that's inspired to grind

Yesterday my lights was green, today they red

I turn the bracelet off, before I goes to bed,

Electric Ice



[Chorus 2X]