Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box ain't a chef
Damn, Damn Damn Damn
Ooo
Yuh, Aye
Yuh, Yuh, Aye
Damn Damn Damn
Yuh
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo
Double up for the flip
Get it back then it's cool
Remember them Asics
Back to the basics
Take them boys back to school
Cadillac candypaint white like he racist
Remember we juggin' well mamma we made it
Roll up that fronto that gas got me faded
Light it up
Run it back
Hit my bro like whats the move
Used to plotting licks now I'm working in a stu
I can't trust yo homie if your bro ain't eating too
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Ice Box I'm a chef
Go hard no regret
I ain't have to join no set ugh
Lock me up no success
Jam me up I digress
They go right I go left
Going thru your hood I show respect
I show love can't be mad
Better get back up count that bag
And you know I stay solid no red flag
But you bet I wild out no Ric Flair
Young nigga try and doubt I can't care
Boy you better go hard life ain't fair
Young nigga might stunt, never gon' flex
Better look back up, how I stay blessed,
On a one way path, right to the check
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
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Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box ain't a chef
Damn, Damn Damn Damn
Ooo
Yuh, Aye
Yuh, Yuh, Aye
Damn Damn Damn
Yuh
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo
Double up for the flip
Get it back then it's cool
Remember them Asics
Back to the basics
Take them boys back to school
Cadillac candypaint white like he racist
Remember we juggin' well mamma we made it
Roll up that fronto that gas got me faded
Light it up
Run it back
Hit my bro like whats the move
Used to plotting licks now I'm working in a stu
I can't trust yo homie if your bro ain't eating too
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Ice Box I'm a chef
Go hard no regret
I ain't have to join no set ugh
Lock me up no success
Jam me up I digress
They go right I go left
Going thru your hood I show respect
I show love can't be mad
Better get back up count that bag
And you know I stay solid no red flag
But you bet I wild out no Ric Flair
Young nigga try and doubt I can't care
Boy you better go hard life ain't fair
Young nigga might stunt, never gon' flex
Better look back up, how I stay blessed,
On a one way path, right to the check
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box ain't a chef
Damn, Damn Damn Damn
Ooo
Yuh, Aye
Yuh, Yuh, Aye
Damn Damn Damn
Yuh
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo
Double up for the flip
Get it back then it's cool
Remember them Asics
Back to the basics
Take them boys back to school
Cadillac candypaint white like he racist
Remember we juggin' well mamma we made it
Roll up that fronto that gas got me faded
Light it up
Run it back
Hit my bro like whats the move
Used to plotting licks now I'm working in a stu
I can't trust yo homie if your bro ain't eating too
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Ice Box I'm a chef
Go hard no regret
I ain't have to join no set ugh
Lock me up no success
Jam me up I digress
They go right I go left
Going thru your hood I show respect
I show love can't be mad
Better get back up count that bag
And you know I stay solid no red flag
But you bet I wild out no Ric Flair
Young nigga try and doubt I can't care
Boy you better go hard life ain't fair
Young nigga might stunt, never gon' flex
Better look back up, how I stay blessed,
On a one way path, right to the check
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Okay Ooo Ooo Ooo Okay Ooo
I got racks in the booth
You can do it if you cool
I got racks on my shoes
Louie down to my tooth
Ice Box I'm a chef
Why you mad thought you knew
Writer: JoshuaJohn Ivory
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid