Waffles & Ice Cream
Ghostface Killah Lyrics

Ma, Ma Throw down some money The ice cream man is coming
Someone is calling out to their mother to give them money, as they hear the ice cream truck coming down the block.

Yo, Shaolin's finest What up, Boo? Peace your highness Let's rewind this Both get naked and kill the shyness
A man greets his partner, calling them 'Boo' and 'highness.' He suggests they get naked and overcome their shyness together, to take things to the next level.

Wu Tang's timeless, blow out your sinus Sweet talk that ass into bed, kill 'em with kindness I'm thinking we should fuck again Get back to the sucking and Freak shit, all on the road we keep truckin' in Bottle of rose, double G's on the sneaker Let me slide in, love, I got respect like Aretha
The singer boasts about Wu Tang's timelessness and suggests they get intimate again, promising to treat their partner with kindness. He wants to keep things fun and exciting as they continue their journey together, offering up a bottle of rose and some fancy sneakers to entice them. Finally, he asserts that he will respect their boundaries like Aretha Franklin would.

Ice cream Ice cream
The refrain of the song, which repeats the name of the titular sweet treat.

Watch these rap dudes slide all up in your texts French vanilla, butter pecan, we complex Even caramel sundaes, they gon' flex Scooped in the ice cream truck, let's have sex
The artist warns their partner to be aware of other men who may try to hit on them via text. They also reference the complexity of flavors in their metaphorical 'ice cream truck,' including vanilla, pecan, and caramel, and suggest they enjoy some physical intimacy together.

My tenderoni, she was young when I first wet her Lil' niggas from the hood used to upset her I'm from the era of blowing kisses and love letters Big wheels and skates, now I'm skating on big wheels Lovin' my honey buns and I'm givin' 'em big thrills We build and destroy, it's different how shit feel When them boys turn to men, dick shit get real Look at my shorty and get clapped with the steel Hit with the Jason These save-a-ho niggas is fuck facin' Lard niggas, pure bacon Doo-doo head, fed nigga think he down with my clique clique Homicide housing, sometimes I fuck me a quick bitch It's the goony hillbilly drip Hashtag Ruck Juice And we don't give a fuck about none of y'all, fuck you The odd couple all night Fuckin' honeys on sight Chick like to sing on my dick just like a long mic
The singer reminisces about meeting their young partner, who used to be bothered by other youths in their neighborhood. They recall the sweet innocence of their early relationship, but acknowledge things have gotten more real. They describe their willingness to defend their partner and suggest anyone who gets in their way will get hurt. They also boast about their sexual prowess and their disregard for others' opinions of them.

Yo, yo, your honey dip, summertime, fine jewelry drippin' It's been a minute, let your boy get back up in it No fake digits, no ex, to the next, let's text Meet up at the spot and have sex Low specs, big jewels hangin' off the Cuban Wrist iced up, the hotel room is boomin' Boozin', buttnaked in the jacuzz', we coolin'
The singer greets their partner warmly and suggests they reconnect after some time apart. They promise to be honest and open about their intentions, proposing they text and meet up for physical intimacy. They describe their fancy jewelry and hotel room, where they plan to kick back and enjoy each other's company. They end by noting the relaxed atmosphere, hanging out naked in a jacuzzi.