Ice Cream Pt.2 - Lyrics - Raekwon

(feat. Cappadonna, Method Man) [Intro: Raekwon] This is little Kane though His little sobrero (The Ice Water joint is back ***!) (Check out this ***) Yeah uh-huh (What?) Eh yo.. eh yo eh yo [Chorus: Raekwon] Aiyo, butter pecan Ricans, love a little candy girl Caramel cover girl, love the way your body twirl French vanilla cream, body work is mean Chocolate fudge make a *** wanna fall in love [Raekwon] Got them fat legs, killin' them Gucci's Heels on, with the fat coochie The way it's feelin' you seducin' me Take time, create, yeah my legend is straight now Ya inner vibe's the side of the juicy Cheeba queen, treats on, jeans, state to state And she got the nerve to *** me all mean While I rock all green, by all means We in the mall fiendin', one more hump then I'ma scream Boo throw me more of you, I'll take all four of you We could flip it on the floor while I'm pourin' on you Make me kiss it in the store on you Cop the new drawers, the *** is all yours it's a mornin' blue Straight mines, thats a warnin' duke Watch me climb, that *** looks shaped and designed Yeah, line for line, rhyme for rhyme That coochie is mine, I might just need it this time [Chorus] [Method Man] Shut the *** up and get in the car Girl, your high beams is on, I wonder how they fit in that bra We in the front seat, splittin' cigars I'm on my job so you handcuffin' ho *** ***, be on your guard Especially on ladies night, I like it when they take a swallow Straight out the bottle, but that ain't lady-like I call 'em lil' pet names like Ma and Boo-Boo So everytime I see your girlfriend, never confuse you With the next down-*** chick, that play a part That's cool enough to pardon my French menage a trois *** Man, real talk, don't mean to put you on the spot But I know a spot to kick your heels off I'm not as Dirty as that ***, be But still a villain, I serve 'em *** Dastardly Here's a little taste of Ice Cream II (Ice Cream II) So put some Vicky Secret on, trick, I might swing through [Chorus] [Cappadonna] Yo, I love my ***-size, like I love women and *** My head grew over these years, now I got a nice *** Beauty mark right on my balls, girl, have a nice lick Cute in the face, hair-do, you got some nice lips *** monkeys holdin' my ***, just like it's vice grips Part down the crack of your ***, your frame is priceless Butter-butter caramel swirl, chocolate chip French vanilla sundae girls, banana split *** drip down in your chin, right on your soft *** Put your hand gently in mine, give me a soft kiss What's really good? Girl, slip me your number You blowin' up, and your lookin' Ice Cream this summer Better than Beyonce, Halle Berry and them Honey, you lookin' scrumptous, I ain't worried 'bout them You my straight hood chick, girl, you more than a gym You got that fat tight *** like Notorious KIM Butter-butter caramel swirl, chocolate chip French vanilla sundae girls, banana split, uh.. [Chorus x2]