Vinnie Paz - Sundae Bloody Sundae lyrics
[Vinnie Paz - Sundae Bloody Sundae lyrics]
Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song
Cheer the children who catch him on the park
Watching kids crowd
Gather around his ivory colored car
Creaks along and the ice cream man is gone
Yeah, I'm the ice cream man
Everything is for sale
The product ain't made for touchin' homie
This isn't braille
It's only a couple flavors if
You need some tree
I got 2 for 3, money, if you need some D
You hear that song, pull up
We sellin' on the corner
And don't mind the smell little homie
That's ammonia
Oh that? That's a special flavor
Comes from out Slavonia
The red tops cherry heads 'cause
They look like begonia
The task force there, gimme money then you go
'Cause this judge is tryna to give
A brother 20 for a O
I got the plug but it's still a large fee
So why the fuck I charge
You what he charge me?
Back of the line little motherfucker
'cause you stressin' me
How you gon' ask a master
Chef for his recipe?
And don't ask me what I do with the stash
'Cause the smallest bit of candy get
You 2 and a half, yeah
Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song
Cheer the children who catch him on the park
Watching kids crowd
Gather around his ivory colored car
Creaks along and the ice cream man is gone
Yeah, I'm the ice cream man
I'm connected for the re-up
But you gon' have to pay it
After it's over like a prenup
We got the streetsweepers for the clean up
There's crema in the ice cream truck
To cook the D up
The ice cream man kinda gully but he smart
And cookin' what he cookin'
That's a culinary art
If you hang around my truck
You need to buy somethin'
Why you always hangin' 'round my truck
And you don't buy nothin'?
I ain't tryna to hurt nobody
I just want the dolla'
You lovin' these bitches homie
I just love my guala
My partner in the back cookin' the base
You hear that song homie
You should see the look on they face
This young boi always askin'
"Why you pack the 50?!"
'Cause motherfuckers plottin' and these
Bitches act sadity
Thinkin' the ice cream man stressful
It's true but I wouldn't be in business
If it wasn't for you, yeah
Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song
Cheer the children who catch him on the park
Watching kids crowd
Gather around his ivory colored car
Creaks along and the ice cream man is gone
I hear his simple song
Cheer the children who catch him on the park
Watching kids crowd
Gather around his ivory colored car
Creaks along and the ice cream man is gone
Yeah, I'm the ice cream man
Everything is for sale
The product ain't made for touchin' homie
This isn't braille
It's only a couple flavors if
You need some tree
I got 2 for 3, money, if you need some D
You hear that song, pull up
We sellin' on the corner
And don't mind the smell little homie
That's ammonia
Oh that? That's a special flavor
Comes from out Slavonia
The red tops cherry heads 'cause
They look like begonia
The task force there, gimme money then you go
'Cause this judge is tryna to give
A brother 20 for a O
I got the plug but it's still a large fee
So why the fuck I charge
You what he charge me?
Back of the line little motherfucker
'cause you stressin' me
How you gon' ask a master
Chef for his recipe?
And don't ask me what I do with the stash
'Cause the smallest bit of candy get
You 2 and a half, yeah
Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song
Cheer the children who catch him on the park
Watching kids crowd
Gather around his ivory colored car
Creaks along and the ice cream man is gone
Yeah, I'm the ice cream man
I'm connected for the re-up
But you gon' have to pay it
After it's over like a prenup
We got the streetsweepers for the clean up
There's crema in the ice cream truck
To cook the D up
The ice cream man kinda gully but he smart
And cookin' what he cookin'
That's a culinary art
If you hang around my truck
You need to buy somethin'
Why you always hangin' 'round my truck
And you don't buy nothin'?
I ain't tryna to hurt nobody
I just want the dolla'
You lovin' these bitches homie
I just love my guala
My partner in the back cookin' the base
You hear that song homie
You should see the look on they face
This young boi always askin'
"Why you pack the 50?!"
'Cause motherfuckers plottin' and these
Bitches act sadity
Thinkin' the ice cream man stressful
It's true but I wouldn't be in business
If it wasn't for you, yeah
Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song
Cheer the children who catch him on the park
Watching kids crowd
Gather around his ivory colored car
Creaks along and the ice cream man is gone