Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cream

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

Yo honey-dips, summertime, Jheri drippin'
See you on Pickens with a bunch of how you're clickin'
I shootin' strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin' like
Your whole shell wicked like Nimrod
me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
Attitude is very rude Boo, crabby like
It turns me on like Vassey and
They me Starky Love-hun, check the strategy
By any means, Shirley Temple was done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right
Lazy eyeball, piece, six shoe
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 like McKenzie
I'm high powered put Adina to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch on my mind all week, but uh
Back to you Queen let's make a team
You can have in this world except CREAM
So whatchu to do? Whatchu want to do?
Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and Wu

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

finest, whattup Boo, peace your highness
Yo I'm loungin', big style, y'all 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 round
After that, I'm downtown
I'm rockin' and you wig is all intact
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes black
Freaks be movin' in fly
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and afraid to hold heat
So when I step in the dear
You better have CREAM to share, Ricans, ven yeah

Watch these rap 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

Black chocolate girl wonder, shade like Thunder
til your deficit step, gimme your number
Your sexy persuasive and thighs
my eyes like highs I want your bodily surprise
Double dime some time, Ice you got me fallin' out
a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size
Ooh baby I miss you, your sweet touches
Take pulls off the dutches, in my mindstate
Masterbate in your clutches, I want you for
wealth, so play me closely
Bitches paranoia for the sting, who the most of me
Only a dozen want to be callin' me cousin
Thirsty for my catalog, shoppin' spree you're lovin'
Call me if you want to get dug the pockets
I jizm like a giant brooms out of their sockets

Wu-Tang in the cut, for real what?
the after party and bitches want to fuck

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

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

Yeah, your

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

Ice cold bitches melt when in the clutch
want they titties sucked, ice cream

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

And big up to my vanillas
Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon
And all that good
That good