Hey, Mom, can I have money? The ice man is coming
these rap niggaz get all up in your guts French-vanilla, butter-pecan, caramel sundaes is gettin' touched And scooped in my ice truck, Wu tears it up
Yo, honey-dips, summertime, fine drippin' See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you're I catch strong notes as we got close She rocked rope, throat smellin' like Impulse
Your whole shell wicked like Nimrod me like a fresh-water scrod or may I not be God Attitude is very rude Boo, crabby seafood It turns me on Vassey and Lahrule
They call me Love-hun, check the strategy By any means, Shirley cross was done by Billie Jean's Misses America, your name is Erica, right, true Lazy eyeball, small piece, six
complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon Excuse me, hon', the Don mean no harm, turn around Goddamn, backyard's like a Benz-y If I was jiggy, be spotted like Spudz McKenzie
I'm powered put Adina Howard to sleep Yo pardon that bitch been on my all week but Back to you, Maybelline Queen, make a team You can anything in this world except cream So wanna do? Whatchu wanna do? Let's go and walk these dogs and represent Wu
these rap niggaz get all up in your guts French-vanilla, butter-pecan, Even caramel sundaes is gettin' And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
finest, whattup Boo, peace, your highness Yo, I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all is the flyest Moves making too fly jewels are shaking Not a rape patient, you're good fly colored Asian
Ghettos, them is your hometown, we can go the whole After that I'm downtown I'm rockin' hats and you wig is all Who's that queen bee chick, eyes curly Freaks be in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and teeth and ain't afraid to hold heat So when I step in the square, You better have to share, Ricans, ven aqui, yeah
these rap niggaz get all up in your guts French-vanilla, butter-pecan, Even caramel sundaes is gettin' And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
Black chocolate wonder, shade brown like Thunder Politic 'til your deficit step, your number sexy persuasive ta-ta's and thighs Catch my eyes like highs, I your bodily surprise
Double some time, Ice Cream you got me fallin' out Like a cripple, I love you like I my dick size Ooh baby, I miss you, your sweet tender pulls off the dutches, orgasm in my mind state Masturbate in your
I want you for self wealth so play me closely Bitches paranoia for the sting, who want the of me? a hard dozen want to be callin' me cousin
Thirsty for my catalog, baby shoppin' spree you're Call me if you want to get dug the pockets I jizm a giant break brooms out of their sockets
Wu-Tang in the cut, for niggaz what? It's the after party and want to fuck these rap niggaz get all up in your guts French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel sundaes is touched Scooped in my ice truck, Wu tears it up Ice cold bitches down when in my clutch And what they sucked, ice cream, yeah, your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan, Even sundaes is gettin' touched in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up Ice bitches melt down when in the clutch want they titties sucked, ice cream
One to my chocolate deluxes Keep your done and your wigs tight, word up One to my butter-pecan Ricans For me papi that's for real
One love to sundaes With the cherries on top, And big up to my vanillas Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, Oui oui, bon bons and all good stuff that good stuff