Deli Lyrics by Ice Spice is a New English song from the album “Like..? (Deluxe)” sung by popular rapper Ice Spice. Lyrics of this song are penned down by Ice Spice and music produced by RIOTUSA.
Deli Song Details
Singer : Ice Spice
Album : Like..? (Deluxe)
Lyrics : Ice Spice, RIOTUSA
Music : RIOTUSA
Label : 10K Projects, Capitol Records
Deli Lyrics
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
She a baddie, she showin’ her panty (Grrah, grrah)
(She showin’ her panty, she showin’ her panty)
(Stop playin’ with ’em, RIOT)
She a baddie, she showin’ her panty
(She showin’ her panty)
She shake it like jelly
(She shake it like jelly, damn, damn)
Hunnit bands in Chanely
(Hunnit bands in Chanely)
But I’m still shakin’ a** in the deli
(But I’m still shakin’ a**, grrah, grrah)
With my b*tch gettin’ deady
(With my b*tch gettin’ deady)
He like him a wetty (He like him a wetty)
He want the WAP but I just want the fetty (Grrah, grrah)
And I’m baggin’ his partner, I’m pеtty (Grrah, grrah)
Call me that bee while he еatin’ my honey (Eatin’ my honey, damn)
You know ni**as like b*tches with money (B*tches with money)
I get a lot (I get a lot)
Takin’ her spot (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
If you ain’t cookin’ then get off the pot
My name Ice but I always stay hot
Passenger princess, he pass me his knock (Grrah, grrah)
Baddest lil’ b*tch from my block
Me and baddies be gettin’ along
So they always be singin’ my song
Steppin’ outside, I’ma put that sh*t on (Like, like)
Three hundred and then I perform (Damn)
You know I’ma get to the bag
All the hatin’ b*tches to the back
(hatin’ b*tches to the back)
Too much to lose so I cannot react (Damn)
Damn, b*tches be goin’ out sad (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
She a baddie, she showin’ her panty
(She showin’ her panty)
She shake it like jelly
(She shake it like jelly, damn, damn)
Hunnit bands in Chanely
(Hunnit bands in Chanely)
But I’m still shakin’ a** in the deli (Grrah, grrah)
With my b*tch gettin’ detty
(With my b*tch gettin’ detty)
He like him a wetty (He like him a wetty)
He want the WAP but I just want the fetty (Grrah)
And I’m baggin’ his partner, I’m petty (Grrah, grrah)
Feelin’ a smooch and I’m showin’ my coochie
PJ to Emilio Pucci (Damn, damn)
I love white b*tches like shoutout to Lucy
If she bad then I let her seduce me (Damn, damn)
I’m the sh*t, I’m that b*tch, I’m Miss Poopie
Juice in my cup got me feelin’ real loopy (got me feelin’ real loopy)
Forty-inch, middle-parted
(Forty-inch, middle-parted)
He got all my pics hearted (Grrah, grrah)
They all like, “Damn, Ice, your flow be the hardest” (Like)
I’m not a regular artist
Grrah, grrah
Go ku and I’m just gettin’ started
Baddies on baddies, they know how to move
‘Ooters on ‘ooters, they know how to ‘oot
Bussin’ that pack, goin’ straight to the moon (goin’ straight to the moon)
Off the juice, actin’ loose
She a baddie, she showin’ her panty
(She showin’ her panty)
She shake it like jelly
(She shake it like jelly, damn, damn)
Hunnit bands in Chanely
(Hunnit bands in Chanely)
But I’m still shakin’ a** in the deli (Grrah, grrah)
With my b*tch gettin’ detty
(With my b*tch gettin’ detty)
He like him a wetty (He like him a wetty)
He want the WAP but I just want the fetty (Damn, grrah)
And I’m baggin’ his partner, I’m petty (Grrah)
And I’m baggin’ his partner, I’m petty
But I’m still shakin’ a** in the deli
Grrah, grrah, grrah