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WU-TANG CLAN : Ice Cream lyrics

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WU-TANG CLAN lyrics : "Ice Cream"

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, [email protected]($ 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 (*##$es melt down when my clutch
and want they [email protected]%$ sucked, ice cream

Yeah, your guts


Chorus: 3/4ths

Ice cold (*##$es melt down when in the clutch
They want they [email protected]%$ 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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