| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Ice cream goddamn it, let’s go
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| It’s ice cream, I got ice cream right here
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| What you need yo, I see y’all over there
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| Come here, I got ice cream goddamn it
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| How many of y’all want ice cream
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| Where y’all at, ice cream right here right here
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| Now what y’all little motherfuckers want
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| Come on and tell me yo
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| Kid 1:
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| Mr ice cream man, why you curse so much
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Don’t yo mamma curse
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| I’m on parole like your daddy, motherfucker
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| Now what your little badass want yo
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| Kid 2:
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| I want vanilla cone
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| With sprinkles… and I want icy
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| You son of bitches
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| No you can’t have shit, you bastard
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| Give me your goddamn dollar motherfucker
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| Mother:
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| Hold up, you black motherfucker
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| You need to watch the way you talk around these kids
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| Especially my son, you ice cream drunk driver
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| You need to have a little more respect for these kids
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Hold up bitch, Hold up bitch
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| Bitch, I ain’t give your goddamn son fully yet
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| That’s half your goddamn son
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| Mother:
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| Look, I’m not trying to hear this shit
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| You fucking broke ass motherfucker
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| Driving a ice cream truck
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Go to the library, and be quiet there
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| Mother:
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| I got a motherfucking trick for you
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| I’m calling the police on your ass
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| The Police?
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| Mother:
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| I’m telling them that your selling drugs
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| On the ice cream truck
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Your mamma going to get locked up
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| She buy drugs from the ice cream truck
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| Mother:
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| See, if I come in the house and get my husband
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| He’ll come out and whoop your motherfucking ass
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Can nobody in your family whoop me
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| Can’t not goddamn one person in your family whoop me
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| Mother:
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| My husband used to box golden gloves
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| And he’ll come out here and knock you out on the fucking first round
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| If he could put the pipe down
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| He might could, motherfucker
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| If he put that smoke down one minute
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| He might can whoop my ass
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| But he’ll never get to try
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| Cause he ain’t going to put the crack crack down
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| Mother:
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| You know what fuck you motherfucker
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| Fuck you you fucking asshole
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Fuck you and your mamma motherfucker
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| Kid 2:
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| Mr ice cream man, you mean
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| I just like your grandmama
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| I just like her
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| So get your dirty ass out of here
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| Give me a dollar or get the fuck out of here
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| Kids:
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| Arguing were heard
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| Mr Ice cream man:
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| Hold up mother fucker
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| Hold up motherfucker
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| Hold up you little dirty motherfuckers
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| This is a motherfucking stick-up
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| Kids:
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| Oh no!
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| Give me your motherfucking
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| Nickels, quarters, skateboards
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| Baseball cards, all that bullshit
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| You got a gummy bear
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| Come here you little dirty bastard
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| Give me your goddamn lunch money
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| Your fucking lunch money
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| Your combination to your locker
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| Your PSPs, all that bullshit
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| You got some new Jordan’s on
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| Come here with them Jordan’s
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| Sit your motherfucking ass down, nigga
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| I want all that shit
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| And your mamma phone number
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| Kid 2:
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| I’m telling my daddy
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| Imma get my daddy
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| Mr Ice Cream Man:
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| And I love to stay here
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| And kick it with y’all little dirty motherfuckers
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| But I’m late for parole so get the fuck back
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| I’m out of here you little dirty motherfuckers
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| Announcer:
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| Red’s gone wild |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mr. Ice Cream Man (Skit) , by - Redman. Song from the album Red Gone Wild, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп