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RAEKWON lyrics : "Ice Cream"

(feat. Ghostface Killer, Cappachino, Method Man)

[Intro: Method Man (Johnny Blaze)]


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


[Chorus:]


Watch these rap ^!$$%z 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 (*##$ 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 ^!$$%z 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, !@($ in my mindstate

masterbate in your clutches, I want you for self
like wealth, so play me closely
(*##$es 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 ^!$$%z what?

It's the after party and (*##$es want to $#&@

[Chorus:]

Ice cold (*##$es melt down when my clutch

and what they !@%$ sucked, ice cream

Yeah, your guts

[Chorus: 3/4ths]


Ice cold (*##$es melt down when in the clutch
They want they !@%$ 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

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