Intro: method man (johnny blaze)
Hey mom, can I have some money?
The ice cream man is coming!
Chorus:
Watch these rap n***** get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, b***er-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 youre clickin
I catch shootin strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin like impulse
Your whole shell babys 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 jeans
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 d***, backyards bangin like a benz-y
If I was jiggy, youd be spotted like spudz mckenzie
Im high powered put adina howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that b**** been on my mind all week, but uhh
Back to you maybelline queen lets make a team
You can have anything in this world except cream
So whatchu wanna do? whatchu wanna do?
Lets go ahead and walk these dogs and represent wu
Chorus
Verse two: raekwon the chef (lou diamonds)
Shaolins finest, whattup boo, peace your highness
Yo Im loungin, big d*** style, yall n***** is the flyest
Moves youre making too fly jewels are shaking
Not a rape patient, youre looking good fly colored asian
Ghettoes, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round
After that, Im shootin downtown
Im rockin hats and you wig is all intact
Whos that queen bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be movin in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and aint 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 s**y persuasive ta-tas 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 d*** size
Ooh baby I miss you, your sweet tender touches
Take pulls off the dutches, o***** in my mindstate
m********* in your clutches, I want you for self
Like wealth, so play me closely
b****** 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 youre lovin
Call me if you want to get dug like the pockets
I j*** like a giant break brooms out of their sockets
Outro: method man
Wu-tang in the cut, for real n***** what?
Its the after party and b****** want to f***
Chorus:
Ice cold b****** melt down when my clutch
And what they t****** sucked, ice cream
Yeah, your guts
Chorus: 3/4ths
Ice cold b****** melt down when in the clutch
They want they t****** sucked, ice cream
One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep your nails done
And your wigs tight, word up
One love to my b***er-pecan ricans for calling me papi
Thats 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
Hey mom, can I have some money?
The ice cream man is coming!
Chorus:
Watch these rap n***** get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, b***er-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 youre clickin
I catch shootin strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin like impulse
Your whole shell babys 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 jeans
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 d***, backyards bangin like a benz-y
If I was jiggy, youd be spotted like spudz mckenzie
Im high powered put adina howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that b**** been on my mind all week, but uhh
Back to you maybelline queen lets make a team
You can have anything in this world except cream
So whatchu wanna do? whatchu wanna do?
Lets go ahead and walk these dogs and represent wu
Chorus
Verse two: raekwon the chef (lou diamonds)
Shaolins finest, whattup boo, peace your highness
Yo Im loungin, big d*** style, yall n***** is the flyest
Moves youre making too fly jewels are shaking
Not a rape patient, youre looking good fly colored asian
Ghettoes, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round
After that, Im shootin downtown
Im rockin hats and you wig is all intact
Whos that queen bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be movin in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and aint 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 s**y persuasive ta-tas 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 d*** size
Ooh baby I miss you, your sweet tender touches
Take pulls off the dutches, o***** in my mindstate
m********* in your clutches, I want you for self
Like wealth, so play me closely
b****** 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 youre lovin
Call me if you want to get dug like the pockets
I j*** like a giant break brooms out of their sockets
Outro: method man
Wu-tang in the cut, for real n***** what?
Its the after party and b****** want to f***
Chorus:
Ice cold b****** melt down when my clutch
And what they t****** sucked, ice cream
Yeah, your guts
Chorus: 3/4ths
Ice cold b****** melt down when in the clutch
They want they t****** sucked, ice cream
One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep your nails done
And your wigs tight, word up
One love to my b***er-pecan ricans for calling me papi
Thats 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