Man I'm outa cream 

Get your ice cream, ice cream

Not Ice-T not Ice Cube, ice cream

Thangs have thangs

Q P's, zippers what ever you need 

Hard, soft get your ice cream

Ice cream

Ice cream



Well its the ice cream bitch don't you hear the music

I got the shit fiends want, holla at me when they use it

I got shit sold, I pimp those broke ass nymphoes

Got them sukin dick in pintos

I guarantee its not a soda rock

You can bring cash money foo

Stamp so we can swap

Stolen goods for a fat ass dum dum

I sweep the things from they feet with a broom

I rush to the spot where schools of the dope fiends have seen

And they pass other fools up

Nigga jealous cause I got good crack cola

While their shit is packed with baking soda

I'm on the bandwagon why not

Niggaz sayin they got the same shit I got

Its because I'm takin the money

Cause I got my shit from bounty

With a little bit of cut in it

All you got is a couple of bucks

Go head and spend it

It's all good

But money aint all good

Cause a raw deal will get your ass at the Wackerweel

My niggaz don't have any bucks wit em 

Cause of that I don't fuck wit em

I don't fuck with them homies

Cause some of them don't know me 

When they tell me what the deally

For a sack of buddha

A got that motherfuckin thing

Niggaz jump to they feet 

When they hear the music in the street

Get your can get your can can get your can

Rush to the van so you can catch the ice cream man

Bitch don't you hear the music



Well it's the Coca Cola man bitch 

Can't beat the feelin

One the real thing yeah you know I got green

So come on huddle

Give me ten or twenty dollarz

So I can give you rocks or do you want powder

What ever you get I bet it's the shit

Niggaz know I ripped this shit 

Up to the fullest

It keep the dope fiends comin and comin 

Now they runnin 

Up to a niggaz spot

Its making me hot

I'm about to go sit

I'm goin crazy wit this shit

I'm grindin 

I'm sleeepin trough the night

I'm watching tricky treats

Cause they might beat me 

Ugh, I look out my window with my glock

God damn damn I see holes in my van

Checkin them niggaz on a corner

You ponk ass niggaz 

That's why I'm in the house with tha Cola

And some cash stacked to the top

I got more money fool that will make me plock plock

No hesitation and no fear

My observation is to make a milli year

Yeah, and them some daddy will let me his doughtier

I'm bothered by this square nigga

Well I'm a work a 25 and you can keep that

Hand me a half sack so I can fill that

Nigga I'm a ride long and super fat jack

Cause I'm a dope dealer motherfuckin cream seller

People ask who I am 

Tell them tha Cola Man



I need to chop up some cream

Cause the sunshine is bright as fuck

Knocks blowin up my shit 

Cause they missed the ice cream truck

Cut up a half and rushed the post

UUU shit, but they don't sweat me cause I look like a school kid

But still I'm watching my back 

Cause they will gaffle, pressin my lucks

Slangin right by the hill castle

I got that cream and niggaz get jealous

But I don't play that 

I got my gap hittin it in the cut

My bundle hittin of quick

Shit, I got glamour

Takin the glock from niggaz with arm and hammer

Come hear take this glock

I'm sure the nigga will love it 

Bring my money up

I'm on alert when I work

But they forever try to get me

Cause I got my kids posted up wit me

That's what I got, I run in the spot, because I advertise

Plus I got the humongous rocks, soda for blocks

Nigga I got more locks then Goldilocks

It's time to make my rounds black

The cops are getting hopeful

I sense they jacked so I get mobile

I got two pop cicles and a cookie left

Shucks, I got myself nine bucks

Cause I give no credit, and I mean that 

You wont see that nigga until next month

And when he come to spend

For himself, but he be claming that he comin for somebody else

I had to let him underdstand

It's soooo haaaard tooo saayyy gooood byyyee to the ice cream man