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Ice Cream

by Method Man

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Throw down some money The ice cream man is comin' Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched (the ice cream man is comin') And scooped in my ice cream truck, who tears it up Yo, honey dip, summertime, fine Jheri drippin' See you on Pitkins with a bunch of chickens how you're cliquin' I kept 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 Vine's Cee Allah Rule They call me Starky Love, hon', 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 feet, six shoe Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon Excuse me, hon', the Don mean no harm, turn around again Goddamn, backyard's bangin' like a Benzy If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spuds McKenzie I'm high powered, put Adina Howard to sleep Yo, pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week, but, uh Back to you Maybelline Queen, let's make a team You can have anythin' in this world except cream So what you wanna do? What you wanna do? Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe (throw down some money) Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched (the ice cream man is comin') And scooped in my ice cream truck, who tears it up Shaolin's finest, what up boo? Peace, Your Highness Yo I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggas is the flyest Moves you're makin', too fly jewels are shakin' Not a rape patient, you're lookin' good fly-colored Asian Ghettos, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round After that, I'm shootin' downtown I'm rockin' hats and your wig is all intact Who's that queen bee chick, eyes pearly 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 Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched (the ice cream man is comin') Scooped in my ice cream truck, who tears it up Black chocolate girl wonder, shake ground 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 wanna be callin' me cousin Thirsty for my catalog, baby, shoppin' spree you're lovin' Call me if you wanna get dug like the pockets I jizz 'em like a giant, break wombs outta the sockets (The ice cream man is comin') Wu-tang in the cut, for real niggaz what? It's the after party and bitches want to fuck Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched Scooped in the ice cream truck, who tears it up Ice cold bitches melt down when in my clutch And what they titties sucked, ice cream Yeah, in your guts French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched Scooped in the ice cream truck, who tears it up 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 callin' 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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