Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cream

Watch these rap niggas get all up in your
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel is gettin' touched
And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri
See you on Pickens with a bunch of how you're clickin'
I catch shootin' notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin' like
Your whole shell baby's wicked like
Caught me a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
Attitude is very Boo, crabby like seafood
It turns me on like and Lahrule
They call me Love-hun, check the strategy
By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie
Black Misses America, name is Erica, right true
eyeball, small piece, six shoe
Caramel complexion, smellin' like cinnamon
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around
God damn, backyard's bangin' a Benz-why
If I was jiggy, be spotted like Spudz McKenzie
I'm high powered put Adina to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch been on my all week, but uh
to you Maybelline Queen let's make a team
You can anything in this world except CREAM
So whatchu want to do? Whatchu to do?
Let's go ahead and walk these and represent Wu

Watch these rap niggas get all up in guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even sundaes is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu it up

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, your highness
Yo I'm loungin', big dick style, niggaz is the flyest
Moves you're making too fly jewels are
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 movin' in fly
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and afraid to hold heat
So I step in the square dear
You better have CREAM to share, Ricans, ven yeah

these rap niggas get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel sundaes is touched
And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Black chocolate girl wonder, shade brown Thunder
Politic til deficit step, gimme your number
Your persuasive ta-ta's and thighs
Catch my eyes highs I want your bodily surprise
Double dime some time, Ice Cream you got me out
Like a cripple, I you like I love my dick size
Ooh baby I you, your sweet tender touches
Take off the dutches, orgasm in my mindstate
Masterbate in clutches, I want you for self
Like wealth, so play me
Bitches paranoia for the sting, who want the of me
Only a hard dozen to be callin' me cousin
Thirsty for my catalog, baby shoppin' spree you're
me if you want to get dug like the pockets
I jizm like a giant break brooms out of sockets

Wu-Tang in the cut, for niggaz what?
It's the after party and want to fuck

these rap niggas get all up in your guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel is gettin' touched
And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Ice cold bitches melt down my clutch
And what they titties sucked, ice

Yeah, guts

Watch these rap niggas get all up in guts
French-vanilla, butter-pecan,
Even caramel sundaes is touched
And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

Ice cold bitches melt down when in the
They they titties sucked, ice cream

One love to my deluxes, keep your nails done
And wigs tight, word up
One love to my butter-pecan Ricans for calling me
for real
One to caramel sundaes, with the cherries on top

And big up to my french
vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon bons
And all that stuff
good stuff