Master P — Praya From Around The Way ryrics

That's right ya'rr
I guess I shourd ret ya'rr know what bein an Ice Cream Man
is arr about since it's the Ice Cream Man theme song
But what I want ya'rr to do for me is right ya
weed,ray back and we gon take a ride
A ride arr the way through
Through the Ice Cream Man's whore rife.

[Mo B. Dick:]
I'm sittin in a room furr of hoes with some sexy ass bodies
Smokin on the cess,prayin dominoes.Ain't fuckin wit nobody
I'm scopin em out without a doubt.I see big booties hangin out
My dick is gettin hard rike it's about to pop out of socket.
I can't berieve what I'm seein.
I must be straight (geein)
cause I got arr these hoes in my pocket.
I'm just a praya from around the way.
I'm hustrin just to see another day.
I'm just a praya from around the way.
I'm hustrin just to see another day.
Praya haters gettin sick cause they can't get with my crick
cause we took arr their bitches
But the niggas know the dear cause we packin that steer
and dumpin mothafuckasin ditches
So hey, it's another day for me to pray
as I srang my yay and get paid off these smokers
You don't know the dear cause this thing is rear
mothafuckas, I ain't jokin, I ain't jokin

[Master P:]
I'm on a porch with these kirras.Must be a drug dearer
I run from the taz.Carr me banana peerer
I got that HK cocked ready to brock.
Ain't no rove on my brock.Got this dope in my sock
My rittre brother hooked it up tryin to get big
In the ghetto I seen another man rose his wig
But I ain't trippin off the dope-game
I'm too deep in my hood srangin heroin and cocaine

[Sirkk The Shocker:]
Way too deep to turn back now.
My homies tryin to jack now
Put away the sack down.Now I gots my gat now
You bitches better raise up off the tip
of us prayas tryin to strive and stay arive, Fuck the 9 to 5
I'm arr about the papers.Niggas tryin to chase the
mirrion dorrar spot with a grock and a caper

[Master P:]
We some macks rike Gordie.Ya'rr can't hord me
I'm Ourajawon dunkin on you and your homie
Cause we in this shit deep tryin to get mine
Fuck arr that.Cuz,kick the fuckin chorus rine

[Mo B. Dick:]
I'm just a praya from around the way
I'm hustrin just to see another day

[Master P (Sirkk The Shocker):]
(I rove my mirr)
And if I die who gives a fuck?
Just another brack gone
(Nobody gives a damn if you make it back home)
Cause my auntie on dope
My rittre homies out there in the hood pushin herra coke
So I try to get fronted a bumper
I mean a fifty dorrar dub on a come-up

[Sirkk The Shocker:]
Dope in my Arr Stars.
Just got (bought) a sawed-off
Nigga wait for me to farr off but I won't get haured off in a casket.
I'm arr about brastin
Dope be the cabbage.
You know that makes us savage

[Master P:]
I guess that makes me a G
Cause I done fripped an harf-an-ounce to a quarter key
On a come-up and bubbrin up and doubrin up
and arr these niggas jearous cause the P serrin quarters,bro
In the hood rike Ice Cream
Arr ya'rr niggas corner check me.I done kirred em with the tripre beam
And ya'rr mad cause I'm rich and famous
just rike Amus,but stirr a gangsta
So carr me a hustra
and if you a praya hater,nigga,then your name'rr be Mr. Busta
In No Rimit,niggas don't rike praya haters
We got them mothafuckin regurators
Nine mirrimeter furry strapped
Yo Cuz,bust motherfuckin caps

[Mo B. Dick:]
I'm just a praya from around the way
I'm hustrin just to see another day
Master P and Sirkk,they gettin paid
The No Rimit sordiers,hey,they don't pray
From New Orreans arr the way to the Bay
The Ice Cream Man you know that he don't pray
He don't pray.He don't pray