1. 1

    Ice Spice - Did It First (feat. Central Cee)

  2. 2

    Ice Spice - Princess Diana (remix) (feat. Nicki Minaj)

  3. 3

    Ice Spice - Think U The Shit (Fart)

  4. 4

    Ice Spice - BB Belt

  5. 5

    Ice Spice - Deli

  6. 6

    Ice Spice - Boy's a liar Pt. 2 (feat. PinkPantheress)

  7. 7

    Ice Spice - Popa

  8. 8

    Ice Spice - Munch (Feelin' U)

  9. 9

    Ice Spice - In Ha Mood

  10. 10

    Ice Spice - Gimmie A Light

  11. 11

    Ice Spice - Oh Shhh... (feat. Travis Scott)

  12. 12

    Ice Spice - Phat Butt

  13. 13

    Ice Spice - Bikini Bottom

  14. 14

    Ice Spice - Pretty Girl (feat. Rema)

  15. 15

    Ice Spice - Fisherrr (remix)

  16. 16

    Ice Spice - Gangsta Boo (feat. Lil Tjay)

  17. 17

    Ice Spice - Princess Diana

  18. 18

    Ice Spice - Name Of Love

  19. 19

    Ice Spice - Bitch I'm Packin' (feat. Gunna)

  20. 20

    Ice Spice - TTYL

  21. 21

    Ice Spice - GYAT

  22. 22

    Ice Spice - No Clarity

  23. 23

    Ice Spice - Did It First (ft. Central Cee) (Instrumental)

  24. 24

    Ice Spice - Barbie World (feat. Nicki Minaj & Aqua)

  25. 25

    Ice Spice - Karma (remix) (feat. Taylor Swift)

  26. 26

    Ice Spice - On The Radar - Bonus

  27. 27

    Ice Spice - Bully Freestyle

  28. 28

    Ice Spice - Butterfly Ku

  29. 29

    Ice Spice - Plenty Sun

  30. 30

    Ice Spice - Did It First (feat. Central Cee) (Sped Up)

  31. 31

    Ice Spice - Euphoric

  32. 32

    Ice Spice - How High?

  33. 33

    Ice Spice - Phat Butt (Instrumental)

  34. 34

    Ice Spice - Think U The Shit (Fart) (Instrumental)

  35. 35

    Ice Spice - Be a Lady

  36. 36

    Ice Spice - Been Bad

  37. 37

    Ice Spice - Did It First (feat. Central Cee) (Slowed & Reverb)

  38. 38

    Ice Spice - Hannah Montana

  39. 39

    Ice Spice - Actin a Smoochie

  40. 40

    Ice Spice - Cake

Plenty Sun

Ice Spice

It's so hard, I don't know how to do with it
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-something (Grrah)
He like: Okay, so you pop to stay, you get enough
On my tummy-tun (Grrah), he put his tummy dong (Grrah)

He got plenty funds
We done hit the strip club, he got twenty ones (Twenty ones)
We done hit the strip pouts, he got many guns (Many guns)
Birdy took a fake Brick now he got tummy runs (Tummy runs)
I ain't got no fuckin' kids, I got hella sons (Grrah)
And you're chillin' with a star, not just anyone (Grrah)
And you're chillin' with a star, like it's plenty sun (Grrah)
And I pack the José, 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 bomb (Bitches bomb)
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 (Grrah)
All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous (Grrah)
All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous (Grrah)
All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous (Ridiculous, ridiculous)

He like: Bae, you hella fine but you hella young
I'm like: Baby, don't you worry, I'm like twenty-something (Grrah)
He like: Okay, so you pop to stay, you get enough
On my tummy-tun (Grrah), he put his tummy dong (Grrah)

You know I'm too fine to be single 'cause I got a man ('Cause I got a man)
But you cute, I fuck with you, I cancel all my plans (All my plans)
Put that shit on, think he fly, he think he Peter Pan (Peter Pan)
How you bitches mad at me? I thought she need a man (Need a man)
Said: What you tryna do? (Grrah) Get me fooled on some bags and designer shoes? (Grrah)
You ain't crackin' 'til you sign this, I got shit to lose (Shit to lose)
And you munchin' shit 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 P with a lot of plaques (Lot of plaques)
And I always come in first, yeah, I'm never last (Never last)

He like: Bae, you hella fine but you hella young
I'm like: Baby, don't you worry, I'm like twenty-something (Grrah)
He like: Okay, so you pop to stay, you get enough
On my tummy-tun (Grrah), he put his tummy dong (Grrah)

And you're chillin' with a star, like it's plenty sun

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