Sellin' Ice Cream Ft. Mo B. Di
Master P
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Just another day sellin' ice cream in the Bay
The fool's tryin to get 'em for his pay
But Master P don't play, he's all about money
Just another day sellin' ice cream in the Bay
The fool's tryin to get 'em for his pay
But Master P don't play, he's all about money
I'm in the Southside with ghetto cheese, should I say ice cream?
Seventy-two O-Z's playas, I mean two ki's
For y'all niggas that's slow
I got my homies with them gats, posted by the liquor sto'
Cause we ain't takin no shorts in the 9 scrip
Say what you want fool, I guess I'm a drug dealer
From the Southside of Richmond, Californ'
Where niggas run through with gats all up on
You better break North/South 'fore we take you out
Ain't no love in this motherfuckin crackhouse
Lay down on the flo', bitch break me off
And go meet my lil' partner Mr. Sauloff
I'm goin crazy, Indonesia
Blowed up and brown, stinky, nigga I'm bout to please ya
With this ketchup, watch I wet'cha
Ain't no gettin up, bitch you in a mess brah
Cause it's just another day sellin' ice cream in the Bay
The fool's tryin to get 'em for his pay
But Master P don't play, he's all about money
Just another day sellin' ice cream in the Bay
The fool's tryin to get 'em for his pay
But Master P don't play, he's all about money
Drop the top on the Regal, shine a Desert Eagle
Candy paint switches, that's how a G's roll
Hoo-ridin to the lizzay
Seen Tina from the Town later on, it's a di-zay
But the sideshow was jumpin (bumpin)
Boosie, Vikas, Short and Daisy Dukes outside pumpin
Niggas was rollin hella deep
My lil' homie from Oakland got chased by the police (damn)
And these hoes wanna kick it
I met a bitch from Frisco, gave me a number on a traffic ticket
And tonight I'mma page ya
A nigga talkin shit but these hoes can't fade ya
When you're ballin they jealous, they hatin
I guess they mad cause a nigga on gold daytons
And they just sit down and lookin at me
Drunk in the club, drinkin have the weed in my ass now
I got more hoes than freak shows
Ask your bitch if she know
But y'all can't fade us
Cause No Limit niggas come harder than the Raiders
I break you off to the left, and to the cho' (BLUUM!)
What you see motherfucker, what you saw
Cause ain't no stoppin No Limit
T-R-U and Master P is only the beginnin
And we in it to win it like a Rottweiler
I won't stop fool, I already made a million dollars
And I'm up, in Ollie on the comeback
Tryin to get a bitch, I'm stayin in a bitch's ass
Cause it's just another day sellin' ice cream in the Bay
The fool's tryin to get 'em for his pay
But Master P don't play, he's all about money
Just another day sellin' ice cream in the Bay
The fool's tryin to get 'em for his pay
But Master P don't play, he's all about money
Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the Bay
It ain't No Limit (ain't No Limit)
It ain't No Limit
Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the Bay
It ain't No Limit (it ain't No Limit)
It ain't No Limit (cause we in it to win it)
Say whassup to all y'all playaz out there
Ice cream, distributors
In case y'all don't know what ice cream is
It's anything, that you can make a profit off
I mean, pay, scrilla, scratch, paper, haha
That's ice cream
And then you make some hoes, thizzolla's off
Ya heard me?
Remember that playa