Throw down some money

The ice cream man is coming

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts

French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe

Even caramel sundaes is gettin touched

And scooped in my ice cream truck, Wu tears it up (the ice cream man is coming)

Yo honey-dips, summertime, fine Jheri drippin

See you on Pickens with a bunch of chickens how you're clickin

I catch 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 Vassey and Lahrule

They call me Starky Love-hun, check the strategy

By any means, Shirley Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's

Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right true

Lazy eyeball, small piece, six shoe

Caramel complexion, breath smellin like cinnamon

Excuse me hon, the Don mean no harm, turn around again

God-damn, backyard's bangin like a Benz-y

If I was jiggy, you'd be spotted like Spudz 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 anything in this world except cream

So whatchu wanna do? Whatchu wanna do?

Let's go ahead and walk these dogs and represent Wu