Just another day selling ice cream in the bay. The fool's trying to get him for his pay.

Don't play. It's all about money.

Just another day selling ice cream in the bay. The fool's trying to get him for his pay.

Don't play. It's all about money.

I'm in the Southside with yellow cheese. Should I say ice cream?

72 O's, E's, players, I mean two keys.

For y 'all niggas, that's slow. I got my homies with them, yeah.

Posted by the liquor store, cause we ain't taking no shots in the nice grill.

Say what you want, fool, I guess I'm a drug dealer.

From the Southside of Richmond, California.

Where niggas run through with gas on a boner.

You better break North, South, before we take you out.

Ain't no love in this motherfucking frack house.

Lay down on the floor, bitch, break me off.

Before you meet my little partner, Mr. Soto.

I'm going crazy, ain't no D's.

You blowed up with brown sticky, nigga, I'm about to bleed ya.

We just ketchup, watch out, wet ya.

Ain't no getting up, get you in the mess, bruh.

Just another day selling ice cream in the bay. The fool's trying to get him for his pay.

Don't play. It's all about money.

Just another day selling ice cream in the bay. The fool's trying to get him for his pay.

Drop the top on the Rego, shine a desert eagle.

Candy -packed switches, that's how a G's roll.

Who ridin' to the Lizzay?

Seen Tina from the town later on, it's a dizzay.

But the sideshow was jumpin'.

Who's in Viking shorts and Daisy Dukes outside pumpin' it?

The niggas from Richmond rollin' hella deep.

My little homie from Oakland got chased by the boat.

And these hoes wanna kick it.

I met a bitch from Frisco, gave me another on a traffic ticket.

And tonight, I'mma phase ya.

The niggas talkin' shit, but these hoes can't phase ya.

When you're ballin', they jealous, they hate.

I guess they mad, cause a nigga on boat date.

And they bitches study, look at that, look at that.

Niggas out trigger happy, fuck it in my ass, now.

Got mojo, then freak show.

Ask your bitch, nigga, she know.

But y 'all can't fade her.

Cause no limit, niggas come harder than the Raiders.

I break it all for the left, and feel the jump.

What you see, motherfuckers, what you saw.

Cause ain't no stoppin', no limit.

T .R .U. and Master P is only the beginning.

And we in it to win it like a Rottweiler.

I won't stop, fool, I already made a million dollars.

And I'm up in alley on a comeback.

Tryin' to get a fuckin' save, then I'm finished.

God, bitch, just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bank.

The fool's tryin' to get him for his pay.

Money.

Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bank.

Don't play.

Money.

Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bank.

It ain't no limit.

It ain't no limit, fool.

It ain't no limit.

Just another day, sellin' ice cream in the bank.

It ain't no limit.

It ain't no limit.