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Sellin' Ice Cream

Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bay

An' fools trying to get him for his pay

But Master P don't play, it's all about money

Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bay

An' fools trying to get him for his pay

But Master P don't play, it's all about money

I'm in the south side with ghetto cheese, or should I say ice cream

72 Oz's, players I mean 2 Ki's

For all you niggas that smokes

I got my homies with the gats posted by the liquor store

'Cause we ain't takin' no shorts, in the 9 scrilla

Say, what you want fool? I guess I'm a drug dealer

From the south side of Richmond, California

Where niggas run through with gats all up on ya

You better break North, South 'fore we take you out

Ain't no love in this motherfuckin' crack house

Lay down on the floor bitch break me off

'Fore you meet my little partner Mr.Sawed-off

I'm goin' crazy, Indonesia

Blowin' up the brown sticky nigga 'bout to please you

With this ketchup, watch I'll wet ya

Ain't no gettin' up 'cause your in a mess bro

'Cause it's just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bay

An' fools trying to get him for his pay

But Master P don't play, it's all about money

Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bay

An' fools trying to get him for his pay

But Master P don't play, it's all about money

Drop the top on the Regal, shot a desert's eagle

Candy cane switches that's how us G's roll

Hoo-ridin' to the lizzay

Seen Tina, from the town laid her on that's a dizzy

But the side show was jumpin', bumpin'

Oozin' biker shorts 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 bitch from Frisco gave me her number on a traffic ticket

And tonight I'ma page her

My niggas talkin' shit but these hoes get fade ya

When your ballin' they jealous, they hatin'

I guess they mad 'cause a nigga own gold day tons

And they bitches started lookin' at

Niggas I'm trigger happy, fuck it and my ass nappy

Get more hoes than freak show

Ask your bitch, nigga she know

But ya'll can't fade us

'Cause No Limit niggas come harder than the Raiders

I'll break you off a little left and feel it chump

What you see motherfucker is what you saw

'Cause ain't no stoppin', No Limit

TRU and Master P it's only the beginning

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 and outtie on a comeback

Tryin' to get a fuckin' million in big stacks

'Cause it's just another day sellin' ice cream in the bay

An' fools trying to get him for his pay

But Master P don't play, it's all about money

Just another day sellin' ice cream in the bay

An' fools trying to get him for his pay

But Master P don't play, it's all about money

Just another day sellin' ice cream in the bay

It 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

Say, wassup to all y'all players out there

Ice cream is trickin' us

In case y'all wondering what ice cream is

It's anything that you can make a profit of

I mean get paid, scrilla, scratch, paper

That's ice cream

Anything you can make some dizzolars of

Ya heard me? Remember that players

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