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DaBaby - Couple Cubes of Ice Lyrics



DaBaby - Couple Cubes of Ice Lyrics
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Best mothaf*ckin' rapper, nigga
Always on defense
(He's heating up)
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Let's go
She always on defense (c'mon)
She's an overthinker
You should calm down, we could order you a drink
She said, "No, I'm not a drinker"

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

I don't like them niggas either with their bitch-ass
But I know one thing, it's really nice to meet you with your thick ass
And I always been the type to go and eat, I never sit back
Ever think about how many times I sit up, I have a six pack
Cruisin' through the city with your missus, get your bitch back
She throw them hips back, yeah, I'm puttin' it on her tongue like Tic Tacs
Eenie, meenie, miny, moe, which one you hoes in here really with that?
They know me around the globe, they play my songs where they speak French at
I tell her, "Bonjour," she havin' her makeup on with contour
Gotta move out my penthouse, bitches be knockin' on my door
I done been through a whole lot of things you prolly cried for
I told you it ain't that strong, what I gotta lie for? (It's just a)

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

Nah, maybe not
These niggas be walkin' around like they could f*ck with Baby, huh?
I done let these niggas have their space and get their paper now
I'ma drop my nuts and show these niggas who the greatest (who the greatest)
I'ma board the jet and make them niggas fly through Vegas (go)
I'ma bet the house and throw that shit all on the table (yeah)
I'ma run up all this f*ckin' change and I ain't changin' (but I ain't changin')
I'ma take my new bitch on a date, then f*ck the waitress (yeah)
'Cause I'm a player, gettin' 'em out the way
I know these niggas act like bitches
Pussy, might as well have whiskers on his face
Wit' all that whisperin'
Quit all that sittin' around, niggas talkin', act like women
When your cup empty, I'ma help you fill up

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"
C'mon, she always on defense
C'mon, she's an overthinker
I tried to order her a drink
She said, "No, I'm not a drinker"

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

Couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"
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English

Best mothaf*ckin' rapper, nigga
Always on defense
(He's heating up)
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
Let's go
She always on defense (c'mon)
She's an overthinker
You should calm down, we could order you a drink
She said, "No, I'm not a drinker"

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

I don't like them niggas either with their bitch-ass
But I know one thing, it's really nice to meet you with your thick ass
And I always been the type to go and eat, I never sit back
Ever think about how many times I sit up, I have a six pack
Cruisin' through the city with your missus, get your bitch back
She throw them hips back, yeah, I'm puttin' it on her tongue like Tic Tacs
Eenie, meenie, miny, moe, which one you hoes in here really with that?
They know me around the globe, they play my songs where they speak French at
I tell her, "Bonjour," she havin' her makeup on with contour
Gotta move out my penthouse, bitches be knockin' on my door
I done been through a whole lot of things you prolly cried for
I told you it ain't that strong, what I gotta lie for? (It's just a)

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

Nah, maybe not
These niggas be walkin' around like they could f*ck with Baby, huh?
I done let these niggas have their space and get their paper now
I'ma drop my nuts and show these niggas who the greatest (who the greatest)
I'ma board the jet and make them niggas fly through Vegas (go)
I'ma bet the house and throw that shit all on the table (yeah)
I'ma run up all this f*ckin' change and I ain't changin' (but I ain't changin')
I'ma take my new bitch on a date, then f*ck the waitress (yeah)
'Cause I'm a player, gettin' 'em out the way
I know these niggas act like bitches
Pussy, might as well have whiskers on his face
Wit' all that whisperin'
Quit all that sittin' around, niggas talkin', act like women
When your cup empty, I'ma help you fill up

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"
C'mon, she always on defense
C'mon, she's an overthinker
I tried to order her a drink
She said, "No, I'm not a drinker"

C'mon, it's just a couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"

Couple cubes of ice
C'mon, tell me how you like it
Break up with your man, I'm tryna f*ck with you tonight
And she said, "A lame nigga don't excite me"
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Writer: Johnathan Lyndale Kirk
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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Performed By: DaBaby
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Johnathan Lyndale Kirk

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