Luyện nghe bài hát Ice Cream

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

Yo honey-dips, summertime, Jheri drippin'
See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you're
I catch shootin' strong notes as we got
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin' Impulse
whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God
is very rude Boo, crabby like seafood
It me on like Vassey and Lahrule
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, true
Lazy eyeball, small piece, six
Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like
Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, around again
God damn, bangin' like a Benz-why
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like McKenzie
I'm powered put Adina Howard to sleep
Yo pardon, that bitch been on my all week, but uh
to you Maybelline Queen let's make a team
You can have anything in this except CREAM
So whatchu to do? Whatchu want to do?
Let's go ahead and walk these and represent Wu

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

Shaolin's finest, whattup Boo, peace highness
Yo I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggaz is the
Moves you're too fly jewels are shaking
Not a rape patient, looking good 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 bee chick, eyes curly black
Freaks be in fly sneaks
Two finger and gold teeth, and ain't 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 is gettin' touched
And scooped in my ice truck, Wu tears it up

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

Wu-Tang in the cut, for 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 gettin'
And in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up

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

Yeah, guts

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

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

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

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