Ice Cream Man Lyrics - Singles - Yukmouth

Listen, I bring to you 

Here ye, here ye, attention all dope fiends, ha ha 

This is a Smoke-A-Lot presentation, check it 

I bring to you the 5th Ward muthafuckin' Boyz 

An Smoke-A-Lot himself 

I am a dope fiend an 

(The ice cream factory) 

I need my drugs, I bought 'em from the Ice Cream Man 

(In '98, posted up, posted up) 

He's my neighborhood thug, I know I need to stop, but 

I say no 'cuz I'm a dope fiend an I need my drugs 

(Slang crack) 

Nigga, first you cut the stove up 

450 degrees fahrenheit 

Mix the bakin' soda wit the China white 

Sugar delight, Puruvian flake crack rock 

Playa fill the pot up wit water, put the pot on the stove to make it hot 

Then rock it up 

Place the caviar in a jar full of boilin' water, then shake it up 

That's how I rock it up, preside, before I chop it up 

I sell it, my dope fiend test the product to see if I got the stuff 

Packin' gats incase I gots to bust 

My cousin rode off in the wind wit two chickens 

Ever since then no nigga I can trust 

Plus, family an business don't click 

'Cuz family members try to play you like a bitch 

I'm quick to pistol whip this shit outta niggas like this 

My niggas from the Vill killin' each other, go to jail an turn snitch 

Like a bitch 

Me, I slang double ups, half thangs an zips 

Blueprints on how to bubble up, have thangs an grip 

Digital triple beam at my lab 

Breakin' down slabs an bump a zipper 

Nigga 28 grams wit the bag, fuck it 

Drop Jag or a Cutlass, my ice cream truck be the toughest 

I am a dope fiend an 

I need my drugs, I bought 'em from the Ice Cream Man 

Well, he's my neighborhood thug, I know I need to stop, but 

I say no 'cuz I'm a dope fiend an I need my drugs 

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream 

Trippin' out these dope fiends 

Bringin' back all kinda things 

T.V.'s, camcorders, VCR's, stereos 

Beepers, cell phones, any thing they get they hands on 

Nigga I don't want this shit, bring me back some cash 

Even dope fiend bitches try to get it for some ass 

Bitch I don't want no pussy, I don't want no head 

I see they drapped the priest, creepin', violation the police 

See we Mobb figgas, coke dealas 

7-4-7 straight to Oak-Town hit 'em up wit Yuk now 

Yola snatchers, made money, go-getters 

Blood elapse ya turn around an pimp slap ya 

I'ma make you love me bitch wit the cock or the rocks 

Stockin' up the million dolla spots 

Rollin' in ah candy coated '98 Big Body Tahoe 

Plenty dope smokers 

I am a dope fiend an 

I need my drugs, I bought 'em from the Ice Cream Man 

Well, he's my neighborhood thug, I know I need to stop, but 

I say no 'cuz I'm a dope fiend an I need my drugs 

All I need is one bird an I won't turn back 

An I'm show you how to turn this tough, turf-Town white powder to crack 

An I keep my clip clacked, so please don't try an jack 

In the midst of the transact, I found where the dope fiends at 

I over react after midnight, while sellin' my cream 

A dope fiends dream is to follow me, while, smokin' out a screen 

I drive by in my ice cream truck wit fiends run up 

I got 'em touchin' for the good stuff white colored and blue 

I got yo drugs heron, infedamines an crack 

Fiends get jacked 

Fiends get slapped 

Fiends that rap 

They got me back an fourth 

I'm tryin to shake the state 

Bakin' cakes, Razor blades, Kragen plates 

Busta niggas they can hate, slangin' major weight 

Thousand grams is a key 

Outta town a pound of boogie brown cost a G 

So I send it down, couple a rounds, never lost to P 

Never lost a G, muthafuckas never crossin' me 

I am a dope fiend an 

(Nigga) 

I need my drugs, I bought 'em from the Ice Cream Man 

Well, he's my neighborhood thug, I know I need to stop, but 

I say no 'cuz I'm a dope fiend an I need my drugs 

I am a dope fiend an 

I need my drugs, I bought 'em from the Ice Cream Man 

Well, he's my neighborhood thug, I know I need to stop, but 

I say no 'cuz I'm a dope fiend an I need my drugs