Текст песни ICE (Bimmer Boys) с переводом

SC: «Yo wassup P»

P: «You deleted that last track right?»

SC: «yea, is' gone»

P: «oh ok»

SC: «‘Ight»

P: «You namsayin' this the take»

SC: «This the take, this ‘ICE'»

Aye, this is kinda' cool

(Kinda' coo' wah')

This is kinda' nice

(Kinda' nice)

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice

(Like some sprinkles, what?)

This is kinda' cool

This is kinda' nice

(Kinda' nice, AH)

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice, ya' boy need…

Ya' boy need ice

(Yea)

Ya' boy need ice

(Yea, Yea, Yea)

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice (Ice, aye)

Ya' boy need ice (Boy need ice)

Yea ya' boy need ice (Like Wah')

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice (Ice, aye)

Look, ya' boy need ice though (Boy need ice)

Paragraph typed but she really ain’t my type bro' (Not cha' type?)

I want a girl, but I don’t really need her (Really need her)

Didn’t have no Kik so ya' boy had to Tweet her

(Laugh)

Now ya' boy really slappin' cheeks

I don’t want a «super banger» bro' a «super banger» weak (A «super banger»)

Gotta' job, dollar-fifty to ya' name (Dollar-fifty)

Boy, boy put some vans on ya' feet, please (Need some breezy’s on)

Super Bomb T I ain’t talking bout' the brand

Nah I’m talking bout' my boy, Yea I’m talking bout' my mans (…Aye)

Staple Center Stage so I know ya' girl a fan

Got her down on her knees like it’s money in the sand (Let's go)

Uh, yea I’m slappin' cheeks (Woo)

Yea I hit somebody daughter (Girl you a Becky?)

Who taught you how to mac'

Aye, it was Roger Waters

I’m a Bimmer Boy boy (Bimmer, Bimmer, Bimmer)

And I always got a hit

I make a ad lib lit and it reference this (Wit' a ad lib)

I wasn’t trained to use a kit

I was trained to use my head

I ain’t talkin' bout' the beats

Girl I’m talkin' bout' the bed-room (Smash)

Man, beat is kinda' nice though

28 and all of this was a nice flow (Thas' 10)

Seaweed nugget so you know I need the rice though (Chicken Noodles)

Copped a Bimmer you don’t need to know the price though (Bimmer, Bimmer, Bimmer)

Smashin' on the gas in my «Old Skool» vans

Ya' boy need ice all this bread in his pants

Smashin' on the gas in my «Old Skool» vans

Ya' boy need ice all this bread in his pants

(Bread in my)

This kinda' cool

(Oh, yea)

This is kinda' nice

(Yea it is)

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice

(Why you playin' nig-)

This is kinda' cool

(Aye, this is kinda' cool dude)

This is kinda' nice

(Dude, this is kinda' cool)

It’s hot outside so you already know that ya' boy need ice, ya' boy need…

Ya' boy need ice

(Ya' boy need it)

Ya' boy need ice

(Yea ya' boy need it)

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice (Yea ya' know that

ya' can)

Ya' boy need ice (Aye)

Yea ya' boy need ice (Boy boy need the ice)

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice (That's that cold

water)

Ya' boy need ice like the cream on his fits

Girl turn around song made her do the splits

She ain’t my type, I deleted that chick

This here so good had her lickin' her lips

Aye, I’m all up in this

Bimmer and Benzes and Buses in this

So I hop in the Bimmer too clutch for that chick

And I speed in the Bimmer, no bus up in this

Like aye, Taco goddam 47

I keep the flow flowin' cause my flow ain’t heavy

I’m flexin' on these boys, made her boy regret it

Had a white girl and her mommy call her Becky

(Count the Fetty like wait)

Back back, tell a bad girl «I'm Backpack»

Oh she nasty she a fast cat

Hit her wit' the hashtag rack-pack

Perry in the backpack

That’s «ICE» I rap that

Sittin' on the toilet I crap that

Ice on my neck issa' chain

Had to change the verse cause the song was insane

(So I’m chillin' like)

This kinda' cool

(This, Is)

This is kinda' nice

(This is kinda' nice)

It’s hot outside but you already know that ya' boy need ice

(Oh)

Catch on wit' it (Aye)

Catch on wit' it

Catch on wit' it

Catch on wit' it

Vans on ya' feet cause you know ya' boy a troop

Know ya' boy a troop that’s why I’m in the booth

Boy ya' breathing stinky boy it’s smelling like some poop

Smelling like some poop and I think ya' miss a tooth

Riding in the Bimmer and you know that Bimmer coupe

Riding in the coupe like I’m Dora wit' the Boot

Smashin' on them sisters cause you know them girls is troops

Had to miss a song so you know it was a fluke

Jacket and is checkered so you know ya' boy a troop

Jacket n' a checker, thas' a Becker

«Aye, I got food in the back of the van»

«‘Know I got food in the back goddam»

P: «Aye man, this joint stink hol' on.»

(Phone rings)

P: «Oh, Hello? Hello- Hello?»

SC: «Yo' what’s up man»

P: «Hey what’s up bro' how you doin'?»

SC: «I'm chillin'»

P: «Aye bro' you heard that, you heard that song we did bro'?»

SC: «Yea, it’s clean man»

P: «Yea on me, made me use my asthma pump»

SC: «Yea- oh I ain’t know you had asthma»

P: «Yea that shit was funny though, it stink up in here I’m not gon' lie to you»

(Sniffs)

P: «Woo, smell… Aye bro' I’m bout' to, I’m bout to pull off in a a Bimmer I-

I’ll see you in a minute though»

SC: «Aight ‘Ight bro'»

P: «‘Ight bro' coo' shit»

(the2tonegemini: «Mr. E know what I rap about»)