Lyrics Fredro Starr

Fredro Starr

Electric Ice

We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up

Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up

High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up

Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up

We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up

Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up

High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up

Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up

Aiyo, I pull up in some big shit, poppin' B.I.G. shit

No stearin' wheel, Benz toyin' wit the joystick

Park the spaceship, special effects

On the bracelets, ice jumpin' out like, 'The Matrix'

Who light up for than Vegas

Nigga lookin' like Times Square on New Years, when the ball drop

My neck is like a light show on Fourth of July

Both wrists like fireworks lightin' the sky

Private airports, Air Force One's untied

Blunt in my mouth, stretch now, you waitin' outside

Shit, even when I tuck it in, it blink through the shirt

How does it work? Bitches askin' how much it's worth

Killin' eighth street, Ferrari drop, niggas'll clock

Bitches'll stop and waive, high blondin', bitches to watch

Is that lights on ya stage, that ice on ya chain?

Yo, I'm C.O., Other People Money type thing

Now haters in the game wanna take my place

Live my life, wish they could take my face

Fuck my wife, wish me death to rock my lights

But that's the price of fame, Electric Ice

We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up

Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up

High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up

Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up

We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up

Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up

High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up

Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up

Floss out, strawberry lights, lavender life

More money than Blake character's wife

Lady ice criminal, rock minerals

Bitches can't stand it, Electric Ice, lookin' transparent

You ain't gettin' no brighter, a hundred watts in the bezel

The face of an angel wit' the body of a devil, diamonds rock like glaciers

At the tennis courts wit high beams and tennis bracelets

Blindin' Venus, ha ha ha ha

Ten days out the summer, put them blazers up

Ninja bike night ridin' wit' my helmet up

Sock on my Nikes, look at bitches clockin' the lights

Go ahead and touch that and get the shock of ya life

Who that nigga over there wit' the glow in his chest

It gotta be X, niggas stay flirtin' wit' death

Lookin' like I got a Christmas tree around my neck

You try to cop that, by Jacob ain't got those yet

Wires inside to shine, kid the hottest design

Try to define a nigga that's inspired to grind

Yesterday my lights was green, today they red

I turn the bracelet off, before I goes to bed, Electric Ice

We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up

Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up

High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up

Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up

We put lights in the chains, baby, that's what's up

Strobe lights in the range, baby, that's what's up

High beams in the bracelets, that's what's up

Electric diamonds, baby, that's what's up