Plug Lyrics - Ice Box

[Intro] 

B.O 

Chief 

OV da Roof 

(it's Apya on the beat) 

[Hook 1] 

Call the plug 2x 

I see me getting wavy really mey3 sure 

Call the plug, we creating clouds with some puffs 

Call the plug, the traphouse runnin low 

Call the plug 6x 

I see me getting wavy mey3 sure 

[Hook 2] 

Gs up on a hot day 

Gs working, no sweat 

Gs wake up on a cold day 

Gs working, no sweat 

Getting a high like a plane 

I might forget what I'm saying 

Look at ma eye yo 

As3 de3 m'ani no repae yi ooh 

[Verse 1] 

Guess who I'm calling, it is 6 in the morning 

Wake and bake but I'm outta cake so i don't gotta be yawning 

Crazy right I got the plug on speed dial. 

I got so much love for the Greens mesan mpo school Asanteman 

so you know ayy 

Drama-phobic like everyday. Drama-phobic in every way 

Maybe not every way Im a porn-star after ma celibacy break 

Ayo Cee Kay this ain't the main event 

I need keys like a end of rent 

I got the keys let the hoes tell 

Oh well! 

I call ma plug cse me s3 he on the way 

Mobile Plug I'm few minutes away 

It's all zagy zagy, no trees in the traphouse we waiting for weight 

Tea party, Kofi Boyo's house 

Oluga Ji coming with the pound 

Nigguh Plies also around 

Stoners! 

[Hook 1] 

[Verse 2: Chief Kellz] 

So call the Plug, I'm the Plug 

Got my daddy warehouse filled with up Drugs 

All your pretty daughters falling for thugs 

Gave her Ecstacy and told her its love 

So don't call no Plug, your nigguh a plug 

Think different that's a new typa Bud 

Fakers wishing I be messing with Broads 

I show her the D but I don't show no love 

I don't show no love 

I'm mean with the grind, clean with the shine 

Machine with the time, blown off of my mind 

Crime by Design, the Atm too never dey fit decline 

You salty niggas plus my chain go be brine 

Drug dealing got me like Jay Z in his prime 

So fuck all your cosign, I go blow in my own time 

Ben Taegar with a boat ride, through the cold fire 

Hands whipping up the whole pie 

Till my Bonnie clutch a 4'5 

I'm GONE 

So you hit me on my trap-phone 

As I'm arching up her backbone 

I'm a Don 

Puffing loud while we High 

Take your baby to the sky 

My shoe rack go dey tell you 

Say I stay fly till I Die 

Eeii!!! 

[Hook 2] 

[Hook 1]