Ice Spice - Plenty Sun (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Ice Spice - Plenty Sun (en) Lyrics
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The beat so hard, I don't
even wanna say nothin'
(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)
He like, "Bae, you hella fine,
but you hella young"
I'm like, "Baby, don't you worry, I'm
like twenty-somethin'" (Grrah)
He like, "Okay, so you pop this,
then you good enough"
On my tonguey-tongue (Grrah), he
put his thumby-thumb (Grrah)
He got plenty funds (Plenty funds)
We done hit the strip club, he
got plenty ones (Plenty ones)
We done hit his trap house, he
got many guns (Many guns)
Brodie took a fake Perc', now he
got tummy runs (Tummy runs)
I ain't got no fuckin' kids,
I got hella sons (Grrah)
And you chillin' with a star,
not just anyone (Grrah)
And you chillin' with a star,
like it's plenty sun (Grrah)
And I pack the whole zip, I
got dirty lungs (Grrah)
And I post my fire pics, yeah,
the Getty ones (Damn)
Ain't got time for them bitches, yeah,
them bitches bums (Bitches bums)
I ain't got a lot of friends,
I'm meticulous (Like)
All them damn diamonds on me
look ridiculous (Grrah)
All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous
(Ridiculous, ridiculous)
He know I'm too fine to be
single, course I got a man
(Course I got a man)
But you cute, I'll fuck with
you, I'll cancel all my
plans (All my plans)
Put that shit on, think he fly, he
think he Peter Pan (Peter Pan)
How your bitch is mad at me? I thought
she ain't need a man (Need a man)
So what you tryna do? (Grrah)
Get me food or some bags and
designer shoes? (Grrah)
You ain't crackin' 'til you sign
this, I got shit to lose (Like)
And you munchin' first, nigga,
I don't make the rules
(Huh, make the rules)
And you ask a lot of shit,
nigga, this ain't class
(Huh, this ain't class)
You just gotta know I'm bad with
a lot of ass (Lot of ass)
You just gotta know I'm paid with a
lot of plaques (Lot of plaques)
And I always come in first, yeah,
I'm never last (Never last)
And you chillin' with a star,
like it's plenty sun
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