Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...

Intro: Method Man (Johnny Blaze)<br><br>Hey mom, can I have some money?<br>The ice cream man is coming!<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts<br>French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe<br>Even caramel sundaes is gettin touched<br>And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up<br>(The ice cream man is coming!)<br><br>Verse One: Ghostface Killer (Tony Starks)<br><br>Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri drippin<br>See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you`re clickin<br>I catch shootin strong notes as we got close<br>She rocked rope, honey throat smellin like Impulse<br>Your whole shell baby`s wicked like Nimrod<br>Caught me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God<br>Attitude is very rude Boo, crabby like seafood<br>It turns me on like Vassey and Lahrule<br>They call me Starky Love-hun, check the strategy<br>By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie Jean`s<br>Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right true<br>Lazy eyeball, small piece, six shoe<br>Caramel complexion, breath smellin like cinnamon<br>Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again<br>God damn, backyard`s bangin like a Benz-y<br>If I was jiggy, you`d be spotted like Spudz McKenzie<br>I`m high powered put Adina Howard to sleep<br>Yo pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week, but uhh<br>Back to you Maybelline Queen let`s make a team<br>You can have anything in this world except CREAM<br>So whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do?<br>Let`s go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef (Lou Diamonds)<br><br>Shaolin`s finest, whattup Boo, peace your highness<br>Yo I`m loungin, big dick style, y`all niggaz is the flyest<br>Moves you`re making too fly jewels are shaking<br>not a rape patient, you`re looking good fly colored Asian<br>Ghettoes, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round<br>After that, I`m shootin downtown<br>I`m rockin hats and you wig is all intact<br>Who`s that queen bee chick, eyes curly black<br>Freaks be movin in fly sneaks<br>Two finger rings and gold teeth, and ain`t afraid to hold heat<br>So when I step in the square dear<br>You better have CREAM to share, Ricans, ven aqui yeah<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Three: Cappachino<br><br>Black chocolate girl wonder, shade brown like Thunder<br>Politic til your deficit step, gimme your number<br>Your sexy persuasive ta-ta`s and thighs<br>Catch my eyes like highs I want your bodily surprise<br>Double dime some time, Ice Cream you got me fallin out<br>like a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size<br>ooh baby I miss you, your sweet tender touches<br>take pulls off the dutches, orgasm in my mindstate<br>masterbate in your clutches, I want you for self<br>like wealth, so play me closely<br>Bitches paranoia for the sting, who want the most of me<br>Only a hard dozen want to be callin me cousin<br>Thirsty for my catalog, baby shoppin spree you`re lovin<br>Call me if you want to get dug like the pockets<br>I jizm like a giant break brooms out of their sockets<br><br>Outro: Method Man<br><br>Wu-Tang in the cut, for real niggaz what?<br>It`s the after party and bitches want to fuck<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Ice cold bitches melt down when my clutch<br>and what they titties sucked, ice cream<br><br>Yeah, your guts<br><br>Chorus: 3/4ths<br><br>Ice cold bitches melt down when in the clutch<br>They want they titties sucked, ice cream<br><br>One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep your nails done<br>and your wigs tight, word up<br>One love to my butter-pecan Ricans for calling me papi<br>That`s for real<br>One love to caramel sundaes, with the cherries on top