Sundae Bloody Sundae

(专辑： The Pain Collector - 2018)

Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song 'til the children catch him on the corner
Watching kids crowd, gather around his ivory colored car
[?]
And the ice cream man is gone

Yeah, I'm the ice cream man
Everything is for sale, the product there ain't for touching 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 selling 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, give me money then you go
'Cause this judge is trying to give a brother 20 for an 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 stressing me
How you gonna 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

Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song 'til the children catch him on the corner
Watching kids crowd, gather around his ivory colored car
[?]
And the ice cream man is gone

Yeah, I'm the ice cream man
I'm connected for the re-up
But you gonna 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 kind of gully but he's smart
And cooking what he's cooking, that's a culinary art
If you hang around my truck you need to buy something
Why you always hang around my truck and you don't buy nothing
I ain't trying to hurt nobody, I just want my dollar
You loving these bitches homie, I just love my guala
My partner in the back cooking the base
You hear that song homie, you should see the look on their face
This young boy always asking, "Why you packed the 50?!"
'Cause motherfuckers plotting and these bitches act [?]
Being the ice cream man is stressful, it's true
But I wouldn't be in business if it wasn't for you

Saturday noon, with nothing to do
I hear his simple song 'til the children catch him on the corner
Watching kids crowd, gather around his ivory colored car
[?]
And the ice cream man is gone