Wetter Than Tsunami

Q Rich
 Ice on my wrists and I ball like Q Rich
 Ice on my wrists and I ball like Q Rich
 Smoking in the club, have a nicotine fit
 Ice on my hand and I shoulda won a Grammy
 Step inside the club and I'm smelling like Miami
 In the kitchen cooking cookies, but I'm not yo damn granny
 Now they wanna copy because I'm wetter than tsunami
 Now they wanna copy because I'm wetter than tsunami
 Kitchen cooking cookies, but I'm not yo damn granny
 Step inside the club and I'm smelling like Miami
 Ice on my hands, should have won a damn Grammy
 I made a lane, lane made of gold
 I can shoot a BB through a frosted Cheerio
 From fifty yards away, I can ride blades
 I can make it rain even on a sunny day
 At the Days Inn, still play to win
 I can buy a Benz even if I ride a Schwinn
 Twenty inch rims, man that shit's too small
 Met this bitch at the mall, ass like two volleyballs
 Supersize the chain, like it was McDonald's
 Ice a whole frame, snowman, abominable
 Laughing at the bank, man that shit is comical
 50 inch Byzantine, damn near froze my abdominal
 Who me? You know who I are
 Might crash my car then buy the whole bar
 Yea we can talk, don't be a stranger
 Step inside the club and I smell like Power Ranger
 Oriental wrists, with the rocks on my finger
 Ice in my ear, looks like a baby penguin
 Circle make a square fool, on August 5th
 Banana bird fists looks like panda piss
 Should I rock the braids, permed out fur
 Walking 'round town, rock twenty K below
 Hyper color chain with the similac flow
 Rocking all this snow, might freeze a rainbow