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Master P - Sellin' Ice Cream Lyrics

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  • Chorus: [mo b. dick]
  • Just another day, sellin ice cream in the bay
  • And fools trying to get him for his pay
  • But master p dont play, its all about money
  • Just another day, sellin ice cream in the bay
  • And fools trying to get him for his pay
  • But master p dont play, its all about money
  • Verse 1: [master p]
  • Im in the southside with ghetto cheese, or should I say ice cream
  • 72 ozs, players I mean 2 kis
  • For all you niggas that smokes
  • I got my homies with the gats posted by the liquor store
  • Cause we aint takin no shorts, in the 9 scrilla
  • Say what you want fool I guess Im a drug dealer
  • >from the southside of richmond, california
  • Where niggas run through with gats all up on ya
  • You better break north or south, before we take you out
  • Aint no love in this mother*****in crackhouse
  • Lay down on the floor ***** break me off
  • Before you meet my little partner mr.sawed-off
  • Im goin crazy, indonesia
  • Blowin up the brown sticky nigga bout to please you
  • With this ketchup, watch Ill wet ya
  • Aint no gettin up cause your in a mess bro
  • Chorus: [mo b. dick]
  • Just another day, sellin ice cream in the bay
  • And fools trying to get him for his pay
  • But master p dont play, its all about money
  • Just another day, sellin ice cream in the bay
  • And fools trying to get him for his pay
  • But master p dont play, its all about money
  • [verse 2]
  • Drop the top on the regal, shot a desert eagle
  • Candy cane switches thats how us gs roll
  • Hoo-ridin to the lizzay
  • Seen tina from the town layed her thats a dizzay
  • The side show was jumpin (bumpin)
  • Oozin bikershorts and daisy dukes outside pumpin
  • And niggas from richmond rollin hella deep
  • My little homies from oakland got chased by the police
  • And these hoes wanna kick it
  • I met a ***** from frisco gave me her number on a traffic ticket
  • And tonight ima page her
  • My niggas talkin shit bout these hoes fade ya
  • When your ballin they jealous they hatin
  • I guess they mad cause a nigga own gold daytons
  • And they *****es started lookin at me
  • Niggas Im trigger happy, ***** it and my ass nappy
  • Get more hoes than freak show
  • Ask your *****, nigga she know
  • But yall cant fade us
  • Cause no limit niggas come harder than the raiders
  • Ill break you off a little left and feel it chump
  • What you see mother*****er is what you saw
  • Cause aint no stoppin no limit
  • Tru and master p its only the beginning
  • And we in it to win it like a roitweiler
  • I wont stop fool I already made a million dollars
  • And Im up and outtie on a comeback
  • Tryin to get a *****in million in big stacks
  • Chorus: [mo b. dick]
  • Just another day sellin ice cream in the bay
  • And fools trying to get him for his pay
  • But master p dont play, its all about money
  • Just another day sellin ice cream in the bay
  • And fools trying to get him for his pay
  • But master p dont play, its all about money
  • [mo b. dick]
  • Just another day sellin ice cream in the bay
  • It aint no limit, it aint no limit
  • Just another day sellin ice cream in the bay
  • It aint no limit, it aint no limit
  • [master p talking]
  • Say wassup to all yall players out there
  • Ice cream is trickin us
  • In case yall wondering what ice cream is
  • Its anything that you can make profit off of
  • I mean get paid, scrilla, scratch, paper
  • Thats ice cream
  • Anything you can make some dizzolars off of
  • Ya heard me? , remember that players

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