Lyrics:
that'll blow your mind
'Cause I'm the ice cream man, I'm a one-man band yeah
I'm the ice cream man, honey, I'll be good to you
Baby, missed me in
I'm desperate
Gettin' all in your love
Fallin' all over love, like
Do it 'til it hurts less
Hangin' out the back, all up in your lap
Like is you
home
Won't you carry me home
(like a truck, pick me up)
You ain't no lady but you've sure got taste in men
That head of yours has got you by time
low brow, they all agree,
We're the best in harmony,
I'm telling you folks, you really ought to see,
Five guys named Moe.
We came out of nowhere,
civilians, what up nigga? Excuse my millions
I'm in the V like a widow's peak
It's just me and my Rolls Royce pillow seats
Why they staring at me? I brung
the juice, why you think they call me Juice
Five hundred dollar shots, you might wanna mix it with juice
In the Rolls or the Benz, bankroll full of bands
Come in to leave throwin' money high
Don't care where it reach
Spend 2 G's a week on haircuts
Like 4, 5, 6 sometimes a week
These girls petrified
spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Wond'rous apparition provided by magician.
[Chorus]
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won't you take a ride
and bring it down to the rented
By now, it's a little past five
And I'm still trying to roll, could barely open my eyes
Next thing I know, she giving me
here, shit feel like nirvana here
Crib like the SoHo House, I might stay in and grow out my hair
Tight circle, no squares, I'm geometrically opposed
fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5, double stacked that's a hundred grand
Rose
in this town
For the five of us)
Now it's dinner with Versace, lunch with Princess Diana
And I'm gonna get battered if I go out in my manor
got a bitch ?
I was bread about, I was born a ?
Two ? two hot ?
Before you count the one, two, three, you see that four five
We'll ? the truth
the love unconditional
And I'm a drama abolitionist
Damn no opposition to my proposition
Half of a man, half magician
Half a politician holding the mic
to shouts of anger
I'm a believer Yes sah yes
He was no stranger to me,
No want no silver, not I
I'm in no danger, not I
I'm no betrayer, not I
Them who
Imagine this breeze coming from the ceiling fast
Stack a hundred bills in your right hand
Right there by the couch bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5
disrespect
Where I'm from, it's never over if
Somebody dies, somebody gon' ride
Years later, somebody sons double 4-5
You laid up in ICU, hoping you
step there's nothing to it
1, 2, 3, 4, come on baby say you love me
5, 6, 7 times
8, 9, 10, 11, I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
(yeah)
And all my shooters shootin' .223's 'bout me, Wop
Pick 'em with the AK-47
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty
right scale (Buss Em Out)
Power overflowing in me, you gon make me buss it out
Got Magicians and Dragons with me, now I'm bout to (Buss Em Out)
Started with an ounce, had twenty million by the time I'm thirty
I was in and out deep in that field where niggas die by thirty
Hangin' with the killers
a big red pocket
Flyin' high by the time the band comes on
I'm loaded, got a fist full of cash
I'm rollin' just filed her up with gas
I'm goin'
locking
The bitches relieve, the hoes keep hoping
They can get it, fit in, back seat, just sit in
Four hoes on a black trying to put their bid in
Girl,
at a 135 miles per hour,
(Voom) there he goes now, car number 3, (voom) 4, (voom) 5.
A wreck!
A wreck in the park turn, a man skidding around,
Out
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