Ice Cream Lyrics - Fat Joe

[Intro: Fat Joe] 

Yeah, Krillz on to check it 

Whattup Big March? K-O-J 

Yeah... 

This is the ice cream, yeah the ice cream man 

Ha, the ice cream, I'm the ice cream man 

Uhh, T.A. all day 

You don't need that watch, yo, yo 

[Fat Joe] 

I went from Jackie to Janice, Trina to Tameka 

She had the fattest ass if my niggaz woulda seen her 

See a nigga on, before you know it I'm gone 

Front of the coliseum watchin girls eyes roam 

Just a throwback nigga, with the Motorola phone 

Hopped in the spaceship, whole 'nother zone 

We outta here; back to the Bronx where the real say 

Every last Sunday of the month call it Krillz day 

Every other week I hear somebody tryin to kill me 

But I be out of town, gettin money where the bills lay 

Ice cream, ice cream, she wants ice cream 

Says she's on a diet so I hit her with the light cream 

I got the sweetest love, you know that rock thick 

Shorty you can lick lick, suck on this big dick (AOW!) 

Hold up, shit, you better get your wet wipes 

You know Joey G'd up, I got every stripe 

I got houses on the side of mountains 

I'm more fearless than every one of my killers 

If your girl leaves with me, she gon' keep comin 

She gon' keep cummin, keep cummin, she gon' love me (ow) 

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[Chorus] 

Ice cream, ice cream, who wants ice cream? 

Hey - everybody screamin for that ice cream 

When she screams, I scream, I scream, she screams 

Hey - everybody screamin for that ice cream 

Ice cream, I'm the ice cream man 

Yes the ice cream, I'm the cream man [3X] 

[T.A.] 

I'm feelin like the Bronx most wanted, how they all want it 

When it come to pretty women fuck them womens by the hundreds 

I'm a stunner, a sunner, you can call me what you wanna 

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I'll, take yo' bitch she'll be "Gone 'Til November" 

I, got so many hoes some names I can't remember 

It was Tonya, Wanda, movies, made 'em 

Two time Johnny, two freaks when I slay 'em 

Always get new ones, old ones might play 'em 

Bumpin "Maybach Music" and I'm in the Maybach 

Come and get your ice cream, lil' mama lay back 

(Where at?) On the lap of Crack 

Cause we be trizzin, hit you from the front and the back 

My time is money, better have my money ASAP 

I done came up, I can bet them niggaz hate that 

If your girl leave with me, she gon' keep comin 

Comin keep cummin, keep cummin, she gon' love me 

[Chorus] 

[Raekwon] 

Yo, aiyyo 

Who smelled the fragrance? It was Chanel mixed with YSL 

Flagged in burgun', serpent know well 

We at a large brunch, discussin the God's punch 

Kayla with Bartles & Jaymes, shorty kept starin at my shell son 

And my velour was rugged, my whip was 400 

Gangsters I was with flashed all hundreds 

Gucci couture to store shit 

Let me get the number love the worker exhausted, I forced it 

(That's right) Paragon style, I'm fly with it, might be what'chu want 

With good taste, put you in a good space 

Sat back, check her shape, good shape 

plus she vegan, I'm fiendin for you like Swiss cake 

My medicine is you and me in love, the plug was a match 

Gats on the center, Irish pub 

She kept laughin, lickin her lips, listen to flicks 

Clean Aston, now I got my hand on her tits, but uhh 

[Chorus] 

[Outro: Fat Joe] 

Yeah! Hustle super fly shit, y'knahmean? 

On that A.C.G. shit, that fly Pelle 

Jumpin out that brand new whip on my own tip 

Little Dominican mami you feel me? 

It's Coca, Krillz! J.O.S.E. 2 

Get at me nigga