Ice Cold Birdman (Ft. Jazze Pha & TQ)

[Intro: Birdman & Jazze Pha]
Ladies and Gentlemen, this young man is the author of the book
Pimps are people too
He is also the president of guns, bitches, and automobiles
He also controls all the seafood trade
He got, the skrimps, the lobsters, the primes
The selmon, the little selmon, the big selmen
The sardines, the cardads, and all that
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together and give a warm welcome
To Jay fizzle, my nizzle, fo shizzle
(Turn up J. Fizzle's microphone)
Tell me why, why, is it soo
That I'm soo-oh, ice cold (ice cold)
Tell me why, why, is it soo
That I'm soo-oh, ice cold

[Verse 1: Birdman & TQ]
Stunner and T Kizzie, thats so icey
Mommy gave me rangs on the back of my bikey
I got the mink coat for wifey, wifey
Icey icey, my wifey wifey
They should have named me Dr. Freeze
Cause I'm the coldest nigga y'all done seen
The day that rap met r&b
Got the birdman, Jazze, and me
Ay, ay, see I'm so icey, my life so cool
So so icey, the boys a fool
Ice from iceman, I ice my boo
Iced all over, from my head to her shoe
Ice in the mail from Jacob boo
I got a million dollar prala seat behind ya too
It's million dollar mob thats behind me boo
Now watch what the fuck I do
(Wipe em down, wipe em down, biatch)