That’s right ya’ll I guess I should let ya’ll know what bein an Ice
Cream Man is all about since it’s the Ice Cream Man theme song But what
I want ya’ll to do for me is light ya weed,lay back and we gon take a
ride A ride all the way through Through the Ice Cream Man’s whole
life.
Mo B. Dick: I’m sittin in a room full of hoes with some sexy
ass bodies Smokin on the cess,playin dominoes.Ain’t fuckin wit
nobody I’m scopin em out without a doubt.I see big booties hangin
out My dick is gettin hard like it’s about to pop out of socket. I
can’t believe what I’m seein. I must be straight (geein) cause I got
all these hoes in my pocket. I’m just a playa from around the
way. I’m hustlin just to see another day. I’m just a playa from
around the way. I’m hustlin just to see another day. Playa haters
gettin sick cause they can’t get with my click cause we took all their
bitches But the niggas know the deal cause we packin that steel and
dumpin mothafuckasin ditches So hey, it’s another day for me to play as
I slang my yay and get paid off these smokers You don’t know the deal
cause this thing is real mothafuckas, I ain’t jokin, I ain’t
jokin
Master P: I’m on a porch with these killas.Must be a drug
dealer I run from the taz.Call me banana peeler I got that HK cocked
ready to block. Ain’t no love on my block.Got this dope in my sock My
little brother hooked it up tryin to get big In the ghetto I seen another
man lose his wig But I ain’t trippin off the dope-game I’m too deep
in my hood slangin heroin and cocaine
Silkk The Shocker: Way too deep
to turn back now. My homies tryin to jack now Put away the sack down.Now
I gots my gat now You bitches better raise up off the tip of us playas
tryin to strive and stay alive, Fuck the 9 to 5 I’m all about the
papers.Niggas tryin to chase the million dollar spot with a glock and a
caper
Master P: We some macks like Goldie.Ya’ll can’t hold
me I’m Oulajawon dunkin on you and your homie Cause we in this shit
deep tryin to get mine Fuck all that.Cuz,kick the fuckin chorus
line
Mo B. Dick: I’m just a playa from around the way I’m
hustlin just to see another day
Master P/(Silkk The Shocker): [I love
my mill].And if I die who gives a fuck? Just another black gone (Nobody
gives a damn if you make it back home.) Cause my auntie on dope My little
homies out there in the hood pushin hella coke So I try to get fronted a
bumper I mean a fifty dollar dub on a come-up
Silkk The
Shocker: Dope in my All Stars.Just got[bought] a sawed-off Nigga wait for
me to fall off but I won’t get hauled off in a casket.I’m all about
blastin Dope be the cabbage.You know that makes us savage
Master
P: I guess that makes me a G Cause I done flipped an half-an-ounce to a
quarter key On a come-up and bubblin up and doublin up and all these
niggas jealous cause the P sellin quarters,bro In the hood like Ice
Cream All ya’ll niggas corner check me.I done killed em with the triple
beam And ya’ll mad cause I’m rich and famous just like Amus,but still
a gangsta So call me a hustla and if you a playa hater,nigga,then your
name’ll be Mr. Busta In No Limit,niggas don’t like playa haters We
got them mothafuckin regulators Nine millimeter fully strapped Yo
Cuz,bust motherfuckin caps
Mo B. Dick: I’m just a playa from around
the way I’m hustlin just to see another day Master P and Silkk,they
gettin paid The No Limit soldiers,hey,they don’t play From New Orleans
all the way to the Bay The Ice Cream Man you know that he don’t play He
don’t play.He don’t play
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