Raekwon – Ice Cream

Download another hot old mp3 free audio song lyrics by Raekwon and this amazing music is titled “Ice Cream”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an old album which is titled ‘Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…’ and it was released in the year 1995.

 

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Lyrics

 

[Intro: Method Man]

Ma, throw down some money

The ice cream man is coming

 

[Chorus: Method Man]

Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts

French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe

Even caramel sundaes is getting touched

And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

 

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]

Yo, honey dip, summertime fine, Jheri dripping

Seen you on Pitkins with a bunch of chickens how you’re cliquing

I kept shooting strong notes as we got close

She rocked rope, honey throat smelling like Impulse

Your whole shell baby’s wicked like Nimrod

Caught me like a freshwater scrod, or may I not be God?

Attitude is very rude, boo, crabby like seafood

It turns me on like Vine’s Cee Allah Rule

They call me Starky Love, hon, check the strategy

By any means, Shirley Temple curls was done by Billie Jeans

Black Mrs. America, your name is Erica, right, true

Lazy eyeball, small feet, six shoe

Caramel complexion, breath smelling like cinnamon

Excuse me, hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again

Goddamn, backyard’s banging like a Benzi

If I was jiggy, you’d be spotted like Spuds 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 you wanna do? What you wanna do?

Let’s go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu

[Chorus: Method Man]

Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts

French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe

Even caramel sundaes is getting touched

And scooped in my ice cream truck, who tears it up

 

[Verse 2: Raekwon]

Shaolin’s finest, what up, boo? Peace, your highness

Yo, I’m lounging big dick style, y’all niggas is the flyest

Moves you’re making, too fly, jewels are shaking

Not a rape patient, you’re looking good, fly-colored Asian

Ghettoes, them is your hometown

We can go the whole round

After that, I’m shooting downtown

I’m rocking hats and your wig is all intact

Who’s that queen bee chick, eyes pearly black?

Freaks be moving 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, ven aqui, yeah

 

[Chorus: Method Man]

Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts

French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe

Even caramel sundaes is getting touched

Scooped in my ice cream truck, who tears it up

 

[Verse 3: Cappadonna]

Black chocolate girl wonder, shake ground like thunder

Politic to your deficit step, give me your number

Your sexy persuasive tatas and thighs

Catch my eyes like pies, I want your bodily surprise

Double down some time

Ice cream, you got me falling out like a cripple

I love you like I love my dick size

Ooh, baby, I miss you, your sweet tender touches

Take pulls off the Dutches

Orgasm in my mind-state, masturbate 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 wanna be calling me cousin

Thirsty for my catalog, baby, shopping spree you’re loving

Call me if you wanna get dug like the pockets

I jizz ’em like a giant, break wombs out of the sockets

 

[Pre-Chorus: Method Man]

Wu-Tang in the cut, for real niggas, what?

It’s the afterparty and bitches wantna fuck

 

[Chorus: Method Man]

Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts

French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe

Even caramel sundaes is getting touched

Scooped in the ice cream truck, who tears it up

Ice cold bitches melt down when in my clutch

And want they titties sucked, ice cream, yeah

Your guts

French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe

Even caramel sundaes is getting touched

Scooped in the ice cream truck, who tears it up

Ice cold bitches melt down when in the clutch

They want they titties sucked, ice cream

 

[Outro: Method Man]

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

Parlez-vous français? Mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon bons and all that good stuff

That good stuff

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