Ice Cream
Raekwon feat Ghostface Method Man & Cappachino Lyrics
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The ice cream man is comin'
Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched (the ice cream man is comin')
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
See you on Pitkins with a bunch of chickens, how you're cliquin'
I kept shootin' strong notes as we got close
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin' like Impulse
Your whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
Caught me like a fresh-water 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 Misses America, your name is Erica, right, true
Lazy eyeball, small feet, six shoe
Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon
Excuse me, hon', the Don mean no harm, turn around again
Goddamn, backyard's bangin' 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 anythin' 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
Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe (throw down some money)
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched (the ice cream man is comin')
And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
Shaolin's finest, what up, boo? Peace, Your Highness
Yo, I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggas is the flyest
Moves you're makin', too fly, jewels are shakin'
Not a rape patient, you're lookin' good fly-colored Asian
Ghettos, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round
After that, I'm shootin' downtown
I'm rockin' hats and your wig is all intact
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes pearly black?
Freaks be movin' 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
Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched (the ice cream man is comin')
Scooped in my ice cream truck, who tears it up
Black chocolate girl wonder, shake ground like thunder
Politic to your deficit step, gimme your number
Your sexy persuasive ta-ta's and thighs
Catch my eyes like highs, I want your bodily surprise
Double dime some time, ice cream you got me fallin' 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, mastuerbate 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 callin' me cousin
Thirsty for my catalog, baby, shoppin' spree you're lovin'
Call me if you wanna get dug like the pockets
I jizz 'em like a giant, break wombs outta the sockets
(The ice cream man is comin')
Wu-tang in the cut, for real niggas, what?
It's the after party and bitches wanna fuck
Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched
Scooped in the ice cream truck, Wu tears it up
Ice cold bitches melt down when in my clutch
And what they titties sucked, ice cream
Yeah, your guts
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' 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
One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep your nails done
And your wigs tight, word up
One love to my butter pecan Ricans for callin' 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
The song "Ice Cream" by Raekwon features Ghostface, Method Man, and Cappadonna, and is a perfect illustration of Wu-Tang Clan's distinctive and cryptic lyrical style. The song is an ode to different types of ice cream, but the lyrics go deeper than that. The ice cream flavors represent different types of women, with different preferences and personalities. The lyrics make use of wordplay, metaphors, and cultural references, making them harder to decipher. The song portrays different types of women interacting with the Wu-Tang Clan members.
The lyrics refer to "French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe, even caramel sundaes," which the Wu-Tang rappers use as code for different types of women. Raekwon starts the first verse by describing his encounter with a beautiful woman who has a caramel complexion and breath that smells like cinnamon. He later mentions a "lazy eyeball small feet six shoe" girl who seems to have caught his eye. Method Man raps about being attracted to a "sexy persuasive" girl, and Ghostface Killah describes a black chocolate girl wonder who shakes the ground like thunder.
Line by Line Meaning
Throw down some money
Prepare to pay for ice cream
The ice cream man is comin'
Ice cream is about to be served
Watch these rap niggas get all up in your guts
Rappers will try to impress women with their rhymes
French vanilla, butter pecan, chocolate deluxe
Various ice cream flavors to choose from
Even caramel sundaes is gettin' touched (the ice cream man is comin')
Even the less popular flavors are being served
And scooped in my ice cream truck, who tears it up
Ice cream is served from an energetic, exciting truck
Yo, honey dip, summertime, fine Jheri drippin'
Calling out to an attractive woman
See you on Pitkins with a bunch of chickens how you're cliquin'
She is hanging out with her friends on Pitkins Avenue
I kept shootin' strong notes as we got close
Continuing to impress her with rhymes as they approach
She rocked rope, honey throat smellin' like Impulse
She wears a rope necklace and smells nice
Your whole shell baby's wicked like Nimrod
She is beautiful and captivating
Caught me like a fresh-water scrod, or may I not be God?
She has captivated him and he is questioning his own power
Attitude is very rude, boo, crabby like seafood
She has a harsh attitude and is crabby
It turns me on like Vine's Cee Allah Rule
Her attitude turns him on
They call me Starky Love, hon', check the strategy
He introduces himself and boasts about his skills
By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's
He is bragging about his influence
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right, true
He is addressing her as a queen
Lazy eyeball, small feet, six shoe
He notices her physical traits
Caramel complexion, breath smellin' like cinnamon
He notices her caramel skin tone and pleasant breath
Excuse me, hon', the Don mean no harm, turn around again
He apologizes and asks her to turn around
Goddamn, backyard's bangin' like a Benzy
He comments on the loud party in the backyard
If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spuds McKenzie
If he was famous, she'd be all over him
I'm high powered, put Adina Howard to sleep
He believes he is powerful and influential
Yo, pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week, but, uh
He mentions that another woman has been on his mind
Back to you Maybelline Queen, let's make a team
He goes back to addressing the woman he is currently with
You can have anythin' in this world except cream
He sets a condition for their relationship
So what you wanna do? What you wanna do?
He asks her what she wants to do about their situation
Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu
He suggests they walk around and represent their group, Wu-Tang Clan
Shaolin's finest, what up boo? Peace, Your Highness
He represents the Wu-Tang Clan and addresses her as a queen
Yo I'm loungin', big dick style, y'all niggas is the flyest
He is comfortable and confident, and acknowledges his crew's style
Moves you're makin', too fly jewels are shakin'
He is aware of her movements and admires her jewelry
Not a rape patient, you're lookin' good fly-colored Asian
He compliments her beauty and ethnicity
Ghettos, them is your hometown, we can go the whole round
He acknowledges her background and suggests they explore it together
After that, I'm shootin' downtown
He suggests they go to the city center
I'm rockin' hats and your wig is all intact
He wears hats and notices that her wig is well kept
Who's that queen bee chick, eyes pearly black?
He is enamored with another attractive woman
Freaks be movin' in fly sneaks
Women are dressed up and looking good
Two finger rings and gold teeth, and ain't afraid to hold heat
They wear jewelry and carry weapons
So when I step in the square, dear
When he is around them
You better have cream to share
They should have money to buy ice cream
Ricans, ven aqui, yeah
He calls out to Puerto Rican women to come to him
Black chocolate girl wonder, shake ground like thunder
He praises dark-skinned women
Politic 'til your deficit step, gimme your number
He wants her phone number
Your sexy persuasive ta-ta's and thighs
He admires her body
Catch my eyes like highs, I want your bodily surprise
He wants to experience her body
Double dime some time, ice cream you got me fallin' out
He is willing to pay for ice cream to get her attention
Like a cripple, I love you like I love my dick size
He compares his love to his admiration of his own body
Ooh, baby, I miss you
He misses her
Your sweet tender touches
He remembers her touch
Take pulls off the Dutches
He smokes weed to ease his longing for her
Orgasm in my mindstate, masterbate in your clutches
He fantasizes about her and masturbates
I want you for self
He only wants her for himself
Like wealth, so play me closely
He wants her to be loyal to him
Bitches paranoia for the sting, who want the most of me
He is popular among women and they compete for his attention
Only a hard dozen wanna be callin' me cousin
He has many acquaintances, but few friends
Thirsty for my catalog, baby, shoppin' spree you're lovin'
Women want to be with him for his fame and money
Call me if you wanna get dug like the pockets
He wants her to call him if she wants to have sex
I jizz 'em like a giant, break wombs outta the sockets
He is sexually potent
Wu-tang in the cut, for real niggaz what?
Wu-Tang Clan is present and ready
It's the after party and bitches want to fuck
Women are interested in sex with him
Ice cold bitches melt down when in my clutch
Women are no match for his charm
And what they titties sucked, ice cream
He compares sex to ice cream
One love to my chocolate deluxes, keep your nails done
He shows love to dark-skinned women and compliments their style
And your wigs tight, word up
He admires their wigs
One love to my butter pecan Ricans for callin' me papi
He shows love to Puerto Rican women and appreciates their affection
One love to caramel sundaes, with the cherries on top
He shows love to women with caramel skin and praises their attractiveness
And big up to my French vanillas
He acknowledges white women
Parlez vous, francais, mi amor, merci, oui oui, bon bons
He uses French terms to flirt with white women
And all that good stuff
He ends on a playful note
Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Corey Woods, Willie Mckinley Hutchinson, Joseph Anthony Cartagena
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@MJBThePeacekeeper
I'ma drop a verse on this throwback beat. Fuck whoever criticize....
Verse 1:
Whether you ain't trying to be bothered or if you forgotten me
I'm about to disperse all the stagnant monotony
with these critics you know there ain't no pleasing them
their ideas of a perfect song I'm not believing them
the F.L.A.V.O.R that I pack is a limited edition
what you see is hard to find; that's a fact not a prediction
you hip hop fanatics will be real ecstatic
take a stab at it analyzing my rap tactics
fuck with me in rappin' you'll suffer mutilation
you'll get whipped to the point having deep cuts and lacerations
you're a featherweight in hip hop that's my observation
and I'm a lyrical warrior that's my characterization
forget your insignificant insultations
because your trash talkin' is something I'm not facin'
I may not be a fan of exploitation
but when I bust rhymes I do it for recreation
I'm the type of emcee that can't be duplicated
wanna rap like me your skills gotta be quadruplicated
the bars I spit can give you a headrush
defacatin' shitty-ass rappers like a toilet flush
y'all may not hear me flow that much
but I'm something a rookie rapper can never ever touch
so my rhyme techniques aren't they impressive
would you rather for me to be hype or aggressive?
would it uplift you if I drop knowledge or tell a story?
express myself metaphorically or self-explanatory
pen game is precise, freestyle game not so nice
battling I'm not enticed cuz' I'll pay the ultimate price
@pianoplaynight
Timeless classic
@tookeetalaska1387
Yes!
@williamcapone5457
Ghost's verse tho!!! #Timeless
@vichho8289
FRRRR ghost face my favorite no doubt
@wlocas
Yea man, so many arguments with my boys who are all Wu-Tang fans. The whole crew is beast, but there's something about Ghostface man. When I listen to his solo album projects its just, well you know what I mean. Ghostface is a fucking wizard.
@psn-nightmarez_tk-fanboy5899
@William LoCascio he was the most successful out all them when it comes to solo albums. It's not even close.
@paulodutra3768
Ghost face estourou no verso !
Wu Tang Brasil
@hiphoppesado
E o povo prefere o do cappadonna
@NJbakintheday
This was my shit back in the day. Still is. Concept is so dope... loving all the different flavors like I do.
@parthchauhan38
Method man is officially master of hooks