Joell Ortiz - Iceys on Deck lyrics

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] I'm on 116, I got icys on deck Cuban link mean, real icy on the neck Footwork clean so please watch your step You filling up them jeans, ma, no disrespect But get a load of me, I'm who I'm 'posed to be I pull the doors down when I close the V It's whatever tonight, but don't get close to me No "I love yous", nah that a 0 for 3 You know Yeah that's me with the hat low Nothin' but them goonies round hair like a Afro They all blast so don't scheme like a a**hole This Fidel on my neck, it cost a lot of Castro Used to stay out late and have bangouts You? You never came outside, you just waved out I go all the way out, might be a broad day out This ting never jam, get a tanboy, lay out [Verse 2: Bodega Bamz] I'm on 116, I got icys on deck When the sun go down, fireworks on deck Cuban link flooded, St. Laz on the neck You filling up them jeans, ma, no disrespect Mira mira You know the Latin trap you hearing, feel like Holy Spirit I might have moved out of the ghetto But I'm always near it Look in a mirror, your image should be your only competition She stripping to get her children Tonkas Hotter than lava Saliva be spitting flames, pa Don't call me chico Rico You know my name PA You know I'm floating like the PR parade I got my open toe sandals with my feet up today Oye I'm with Joell Ortiz, Ortiz Got Latinos saying Por fin, por fin 116th street, iceys on deck Up in cuchifrito with a hoochie talking s** Flexxxx Still dealing that coka Flexxxx Mami quitate la ropa Always been the man before the man said him Brooklyn to Spanish Harlem El Barrio's king [Verse 3: Nitty Scott] I'm on 1-4-5th with the icys on deck Cool for the summa but your wifey gon' sweat Watermelon pedicure in a sundress But I still check n***as like I'm Nike, all flex And they be talkin' nada Still ain't got no wins up in mi casa Keep a lil dama, her nana color of guava I do it for the saga, mi pana, now who mala? Puño en la cada, we hotta and you thraga Papa! it's Rucker Park on the weekend Chocha beach, I'll prolly meet a freak in the deep end Take her for some chicharron, they love me lo dicen Papi at the dock, I heard my n***as is linked in Matta fact, just fall back, it's k**a season Them boys out, got toys out for no reason Mixed chick, n***as is sick, like is you Rican? Ass on rice and beans, like is you eatin'? Pull up to the spot with that Hector Lavoe blastin' What happened? You ain't see Latins in Manhattan? n***as know the name and I got the connect on it Like you talkin' to la doña, put some respekt on it [Outro] I'm on 116, I got icys on deck