Ice Cream Lyrics

Ice Cream lyrics

Intro: Method Man (Johnny Blaze)

Hey mom, can I have some money?
The
ice cream man is coming!

Chorus:

Watch these rap niggaz get all
up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe
Even
caramel sundaes is gettin touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu
tears it up
(The ice cream man is coming!)

Verse One: Ghostface
Killer (Tony Starks)

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri
drippin
See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you're clickin
I
catch shootin strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat
smellin like Impulse
Your whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me
like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
Attitude is very rude Boo,
crabby like seafood
It turns me on like Vassey and Lahrule
They call me
Starky Love-hun, check the strategy
By any means, Shirley Temple cross was
done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right
true
Lazy eyeball, small piece, six shoe
Caramel complexion, breath
smellin like cinnamon
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around
again
God damn, backyard's bangin like a Benz-y
If I was jiggy, you'd be
spotted like Spudz McKenzie
I'm high powered put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo
pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week, but uhh
Back to you Maybelline
Queen let's make a team
You can have anything in this world except
CREAM
So whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do?
Let's go ahead and walk
these dogs and represent Wu

Chorus

Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef
(Lou Diamonds)

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace your highness
Yo
I'm loungin, big dick style, y'all niggaz is the flyest
Moves you're making
too fly jewels are shaking
not a rape patient, you're looking good fly
colored Asian
Ghettoes, them is your hometown, we can go the whole
round
After that, I'm shootin downtown
I'm rockin hats and you wig is all
intact
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be movin in fly
sneaks
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and ain't afraid to hold heat
So
when I step in the square dear
You better have CREAM to share, Ricans, ven
aqui yeah

Chorus

Verse Three: Cappachino

Black chocolate
girl wonder, shade brown like Thunder
Politic til your deficit step, gimme
your number
Your sexy persuasive ta-ta's and thighs
Catch my eyes like
highs I want your bodily surprise
Double dime some time, Ice Cream you got
me fallin out
like a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size
ooh
baby I miss you, your sweet tender touches
take pulls off the dutches,
orgasm in my mindstate
masterbate in your clutches, I want you for
self
like wealth, so play me closely
Bitches paranoia for the sting, who
want the most of me
Only a hard dozen want to be callin me cousin
Thirsty
for my catalog, baby shoppin spree you're lovin
Call me if you want to get
dug like the pockets
I jizm like a giant break brooms out of their
sockets

Outro: Method Man

Wu-Tang in the cut, for real niggaz
what?
It's the after party and bitches want to
fuck

Chorus:

Ice cold bitches melt down when my clutch
and
what they titties sucked, ice cream

Yeah, your guts

Chorus:
3/4ths

Ice cold bitches melt down when in the clutch
They want they
titties sucked, ice cream

One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep your
nails done
and your wigs tight, word up
One love to my butter-pecan
Ricans for calling me papi
That's for real
One love to caramel sundaes,
with the cherries on top
Yeah
And big up to my french vanillas
Parlez
vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon bons
and all that good
stuff
That good stuff