Rock Ice Lyrics - Juvenile

[B.G.] 

When it comes down to stuntin', I pull it all 

When it comes down to G shit, I get it all 

When it come to pullin' hot girls, I pull 'em all 

When it come to rockin' ice, B.G. rock it all 

Sport diamonds like I tote a tech 

Baby tote a fo' nickel like he wrappin' gifts 

Try to stay cool so I don't melt the diamonds 'round my neck 

I keep bustas in suspense of what I'mma do next, gotta respect 

I ain't out to please a bitch 

She could get on her knees 

I'm tryin' to get rich 

I'm shined out, ten karats on my wrist 

Flyin' first class, me and my whole click, now 

Fuck a glass, we sip Dom P straight out the bottle 

Never I play, you know I'm 'bout murderin' 

I ain't gotta say it 

You don't cross me, I don't cross you 

But understand a Hot Boy gotta floss too 

Look, I'm iced out 

[Big Tymers] 

1 - I rock ice (lil' daddy) 

Everytime I step 

I rock ice (lil' momma) 

'cause I love the rep 

I rock ice (whole world) 

'cause I'm doin' my thang 

I rock ice 

Bling bling, bling bling 

[Turk] 

My Rolex crushed out, my chrome stay spinnin', 

Hot Boy wit so much money, I don't know how to spend it 

Don't you wish you could be in my shoes just for a minute 

Carry nothin' but faces, never quarters and pennies 

I started at nothin', look at me now, I'm iced out 

Police think I'm doin' wrong, but nope, I'm right now 

It's 'cause I'm Black, huh, that you ridin' my back 

Paper on everything I have, so how you love that 

They don't wanna see me ballin', wanna see me fallin' 

Got it locked off wit my tank against the wallin' 

I floss but get dirty too 

My Roley cost, try to take it and I'll murder you 

Ya say I stun too much 

I can't help it, I be with baby 

The number one stunner who drive these girls crazy, 

The one with the 32 platts in his mouth, 

Two Roleys on his wrist, game spitta from the south, 

Tell me, what kinda nigga rock ice that'll hit ya momma (momma) 

Repeat 1 

[Wayne] 

It's Cash Money youngest nigga 

Right around ten figgas 

That's what I (uh) work with 

Pockets are (uh) perkin' 

Money is my purpose 

Whatever I purchase 

Oh, could you do better? 

Rollin' with the bezel 

Who that be, that's Wayne, 

Look at his gold chain, 

Sometimes I wear grey, 

White diamonds, pear shaped, 

My jewelry just pure awful 

And I can't stop thuggin', it's just in my culture 

It's a must, everyday I'mma shine, black 

You wan' meet me? 

You just might need contacts 

'cause I'm the little one with the ice, flossing 

Please, playa hater, get your wife off me 

I ride by in a Jag with the top low 

Throwin' hundreds, but it's cool, 'cause I got more 

Me and my niggas, we stunt like there's no tomorrow 

Big Tymers, Hot Boys 

Nigga CMR, nigga CMR 

Repeat 1 

[Juvenile] 

Now you boys now them 4 99's I got expired 

All them bitches plushed out on 20 inch tires 

I'm lookin' for some hell of a head, is you for hire?, 

You lookin' at this Roley I got, don't you adire, 

The way a nigga lay a stunt 

Braggin' 'bout 20 inch rims, up in the restaurant 

But it ain't over, I'm about to go to Disneyland 

Yo, you fuckin' deaf now, ya understand? 

What if my baby momma's ride by, lookin good 

I gave 'em both a hundred G's to get them out the hood 

My momma gettin' chauffeured like a movie star 

She don't know a damn thing about drivin' a car 

I'm rimmed up 

Now peep this million dollar smile in my mouth 

And all this luxury shit I got in my house 

I done sold a million records and I'm still goin' 

Don't ask about my watch and my chain, it's still gone 

Repeat 1