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by Raekwon
Lyrics by: Raekwon, RZA
# Debut Chart
37 Oct '95 Hot 100

Lyrics

Get out 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, who tears it up Verse One: Ghostface Killer Yo honey-dips, I'm a time fine jerry 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 And 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 apple, small piece, six shoe Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon Excuse me hon, I don't mean no harm, turn around again God damn, backyards 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 uh Back to you Maybelline Queen let's make a team You can have anything in this world except CREAM So what'chu wanna do? What'chu wanna do? Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu


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[repeat CHORUS] Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef Shaolins 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 Out of rate patient You're looking 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 you wiggaz 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, then I be geared [repeat CHORUS] Verse Three: Cappachino Black chocolate girl wonder, shade brown like Thunder Politic 'til your deficit step, gimme your number Your sexy persuasive Thai-Thais 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 moves off the Duchess, 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 [repeat CHORUS] Ice cold bitches melt down when my clutch And what they titties sucked, ice cream Yeah, your guys [repeat CHORUS 34THS] 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 Parlei vous, francais, mi amor Merci, oui oui, bon bons and all that good stuff That good stuff

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