Walking On Ice - Twista, Gucci Mane, OJ Da Juiceman

Said we walkin on ice with our wrists like BRRR

And our chain like AYE, and our diamonds like OKAY

And our cars be super fast, and we smokin on that gas

Twista, Juiceman, Gucci Mane, we get that cash

(Young Juice!)

Now when I spit it for the niggas and the bitches

I be comin with a flow and it be so, bizarre (yup)

Kick ass like Bruce Lee, cause I got diamonds like «WA-TAH!»

And the kush is like «WA-TAH!»

And the cars is like «OOOOH»

My sound effects make 'em say «You's a motherfuckin fool»

You can tell from the streets I got love and I’m fresh and you can’t take it

You could tell from the neck I’m plugged, yes I’m in the (Matrix)

OJ and Gucci, please tell me who the nigga right there that be seen wit’cha

Named after the car so call me Pearl Tangerine Twista

If she is my cheeba then she is my fiancée (fiancée)

My nina’s a diva so I call her Beyoncé (Beyoncé)

My chain got me leanin so I call it my Bombay (Bombay)

And my, watch is conceited so I call it a Kanye (Kanye)

Said we walkin on ice with our wrists like BRRR

And our chain like AYE, and our diamonds like OKAY

And our cars be super fast, and we smokin on that gas

Twista, Juiceman, Gucci Mane, we get that cash

(Young Juice!)

I’m smokin on that ganja like a Rasta

Jewelry’s sick, my jeweler need a doctor

You’re not my type of hype, girl you look like a monster

Head game lame, Gucci Mane’ll flunk ya

Candy ice game, thuggin since a youngster

Candy watch game, watch like Willy Wonka

Don’t make me tell my nigga Wooh to trunk ya

Or Waka Flocka Flame to double pump ya

Comma comma comma, boy go run ya banks up

Me and Juiceman, let’s go buy some more stuff

Fuck a broad man, we down to put the house up

Put your hood up, then step ya game up

Said we walkin on ice with our wrists like BRRR

And our chain like AYE, and our diamonds like OKAY

And our cars be super fast, and we smokin on that gas

Twista, Juiceman, Gucci Mane, we get that cash

(Young Juice!)

Alaska and Atlanta, fo' rings shawty

Three chains swang, D-U-B's on my charger

Yes, I’m a stunner, and I’m doin numbers

Right wrist nasty, left wrist dumber

I stunt the whole hun’ned on a necklace and a Hummer

Ballin like a NBA star with them commas

Chain like Karate Kid kickin white diamonds

Wax on, wax off, damn my diamonds shinin

Pull up in that gray thang, 28 Asanti’s

Fo' pockets full cause Juiceman get that money

Six cell phones, two trap spots bunky

Young Juiceman blowin pounds of that funky

Said we walkin on ice with our wrists like BRRR

And our chain like AYE, and our diamonds like OKAY

And our cars be super fast, and we smokin on that gas

Twista, Juiceman, Gucci Mane, we get that cash

(Young Juice!)