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Текст (слова) песни: Master P f Mo B. Dick - Sellin` Ice Cream

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 don`t play, it`s all about money
Just another day, sellin` ice cream in the bay
and fools trying to get him for his pay
But Master P don`t play, it`s all about money

Verse 1: [Master P]

I`m in the southside 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 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
Ain`t no love in this motherfuckin` crackhouse
Lay down on the floor bitch break me off
Before 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

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 don`t play, it`s all about money
Just another day, sellin` ice cream in the bay
and fools trying to get him for his pay
But Master P don`t play, it`s all about money

[Verse 2]

Drop the top on the Regal, shot a desert eagle
candy cane switches thats how us G`s roll
Hoo-ridin` to the lizzay
Seen Tina from the town layed her that`s 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 bitch from Frisco gave me her number on a traffic ticket
And tonight I`ma 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 bitches started lookin at me
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 roitweiler
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
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 don`t play, it`s all about money
Just another day sellin` ice cream in the bay
and fools trying to get him for his pay
But Master P don`t play, it`s all about money

[Mo B. Dick]

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

[Master P talking]

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 profit off of
I mean get paid, scrilla, scratch, paper
that`s ice cream
anything you can make some dizzolars off of
ya heard me?, remember that players

 

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