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Master P Ice Cream Man

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Tulkojums: Master P. Intro (Ice Cream Man).

real muthafuckin' g's. Silkk-Time to take two in your fuckin' back Master P-Young Silkk the shocker in this bitch Master P-Bout that drama Master P-No

Calvary, reinforcements, and your local P-D They getting somewhere if they see me My nigga thats how these G's be we three, me C and Master P Sipping

Light ya joints, lets have a muthaphukkin smokeoff yall niggas bout ta see more of that country ass muthaphukkin Masta P from New Orleans to Richmond

Master P: Yo Ann, wuz up? Ann: Wuz up? Master P: Shit girl I know you got it going on and everything But its like this here, (what?) how come, every

this dope game, addicted to this green cheese I be making mail like the mailman This is for my partners in the hood pushing massive cain (ice cream) Through

ghetto got me pressured Will I die sellin dope, or would I sell a million records Ohh momma won't you feel me Even though Ms. ?? said somebody tried to kill P

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