Ice Slippin Lyrics latest song by Omar Apollo. The Lyrics were written by Omar Velasco and Teo Halm and Produced by Omar Velasco and Teo Halm
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Ice Slippin Song Details
| Song | Ice Slippin |
| Artist/Singer | Omar Apollo |
| Lyrics | Omar Velasco and Teo Halm |
| Produced | Omar Velasco and Teo Halm |
| Label | Omar Apollo |
Ice Slippin Music
Ice Slippin Lyrics
When you comin’ home?
Home is where you supposed to be
Turn around, it’s not too late, did I hurt you?
You live too far away
Are you turnin’ off your phone again?
If I take back my words, would you return to me?
Drive around in the snow, ice on the glass
Heat didn’t work, couldn’t see nothing (Ooh, ooh)
Ice slippin’, swear to God, I could’ve hit the brakes, still on lock, almost said “F*ck it” (F*ck, f*ck, f*ck it)
And I hate being too much, could’ve just sighed to me that night, could’ve just said nothin’
I wish we would’ve just said nothin’, nothin’ (Nothin’)
And you thought what you said would be for the best
But instead it broke me down
When you comin’ home?
Home is where you supposed to be
Turn around, it’s not too late, did I hurt you?
You live too far away
Are you turnin’ off your phone again?
If I take back my words, would you return to me?
Water drops, cracked phone, couldn’t even type, left you on read, know it did damage
Bloodstains on your fists, used to only fight when you was around no cameras
We used to be so young, didn’t even act right, we didn’t have no manners
We really didn’t have no manners
If I’m bein’ honest
If I said what I said, would you hate me?
Would you hate me?
When you comin’ home?
Home is where you supposed to be
Turn around, it’s not too late, did I hurt you?
You live too far away
Are you turnin’ off your phone again?
If I take back my words, would you return to me?
Been about it, f*cking on me
Been about it, f*cking on me
Me
Real life, real life, real life
Yeah, you ain’t got no real friends in your life, your life, your life
You gon’ feel better by the springtime (Springtime)
You gon’ feel better by the springtime
Slippin’ on ice in the meantime
When you comin’ home?
Home is where you supposed to be
Turn around, it’s not too late, did I hurt you?
You live too far away
Are you turnin’ off your phone again?
If I take back my words, would you return to me?
And you thought what you said would be for the best
Instead it broke me down
Never thought that I’d leave
But I still believe I can make you proud
