Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cream

Watch 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

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri
See you on Pickens with a of chickens how you're clickin'
I catch strong notes as we got close
She rope, honey throat smellin' like Impulse
whole shell 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
call me Starky Love-hun, check the strategy
By any means, Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right
Lazy eyeball, piece, six shoe
Caramel complexion, smellin' like cinnamon
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, around again
God damn, bangin' like a Benz-why
If I was jiggy, be spotted like Spudz McKenzie
I'm high put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch on my mind all week, but uh
Back to you Maybelline let's make a team
You can have anything in this world except
So whatchu to do? Whatchu want to do?
go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu

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

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace highness
Yo I'm loungin', big style, y'all niggaz is the flyest
Moves you're making too fly are shaking
Not a patient, you're looking good fly colored Asian
Ghettos, them is your hometown, we can go the round
After that, I'm shootin'
I'm rockin' and you wig is all intact
Who's that bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be in fly sneaks
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and ain't afraid to heat
So when I step in the dear
You better have CREAM to share, Ricans, ven yeah

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

Black chocolate girl wonder, shade brown Thunder
til your deficit step, gimme your number
Your persuasive ta-ta's 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 you, your sweet tender touches
Take pulls off the dutches, in my mindstate
in your clutches, I want you for self
Like wealth, so me closely
Bitches paranoia for the sting, who the most of me
Only a hard dozen want to be callin' me
Thirsty for my catalog, baby shoppin' spree lovin'
Call me if you want to get dug the pockets
I jizm like a giant break brooms out of sockets

in the cut, for real niggaz what?
It's the party and bitches want to fuck

Watch these rap 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

Ice cold bitches melt when my clutch
And they titties sucked, ice cream

Yeah, your

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

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

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

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