Watch 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
Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri See you on Pickens with a bunch of how you're clickin' I catch strong notes as we got close She rocked rope, throat smellin' like Impulse Your whole baby's wicked like Nimrod Caught me like a scrod, or may I not be God Attitude is very rude Boo, like seafood It turns me on like Vassey and They call me Love-hun, check the strategy By any means, Shirley Temple was done by Billie Jean's Black Misses America, your is Erica, right true Lazy eyeball, small piece, six complexion, breath 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, you'd be spotted Spudz McKenzie I'm high put Adina Howard to sleep Yo pardon, that been on my mind all week, but uh Back to you Maybelline Queen let's a team You can have anything in this except CREAM So whatchu want to do? Whatchu to do? Let's go ahead and these dogs and represent Wu
Watch rap niggas get all up in your guts French-vanilla, butter-pecan, caramel sundaes is gettin' touched And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu it up
Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace your 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 looking fly colored Asian Ghettos, is your hometown, we can go the whole round that, I'm shootin' downtown I'm rockin' hats and you wig is all Who's that queen bee chick, curly black Freaks be in fly sneaks Two finger rings and gold teeth, and ain't to hold heat So I step in the square dear You have CREAM to share, Ricans, ven aqui yeah
Watch these rap niggas get all up in your French-vanilla, butter-pecan, caramel sundaes is gettin' touched And scooped in my ice truck, Wu tears it up
Black chocolate wonder, shade brown like Thunder til your deficit step, gimme your number Your sexy persuasive ta-ta's and Catch my eyes like I want your bodily surprise Double dime time, Ice Cream you got me fallin' out Like a cripple, I love you I love my dick size Ooh baby I miss you, your tender touches Take off the dutches, orgasm in my mindstate Masterbate in your clutches, I you for self Like wealth, so play me Bitches for the sting, who want the most of me Only a hard dozen to be callin' me cousin Thirsty for my catalog, shoppin' spree you're lovin' me if you want to get dug like the pockets I jizm like a giant brooms out of their sockets
Wu-Tang in the cut, for real niggaz It's the party and bitches want to fuck
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
Ice cold bitches down when my clutch And what titties sucked, ice cream
Yeah, guts
these rap niggas get all up in your guts French-vanilla, butter-pecan, Even caramel sundaes is touched And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu it up
Ice cold bitches melt down in the clutch They want they sucked, ice cream
One love to my chocolate deluxes, your nails done And your wigs tight, up One to my butter-pecan Ricans for calling me papi That's for One love to sundaes, with the cherries on top And big up to my french Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon And all that good good stuff