's eyein at you A wall full of eyes, makin demons in disguise There's naked women, walkin sour lemon Every head, high-pitched bird, fly canary Body
five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'Tween the lemons
You, you, you with your funny, fun, fun Lookin' up at the sunny, sun, sun Butterfly cheeks and lemon-cut hair Hardly a worry and never a care In her
-vanilla-banana-pastachio-peppermint-lemon-orange-butterscotch ice cream cone. Ice Cream Man: You mean you want a chocolate-strawberry-peach-vanilla-banana-pastachio-peppermint-lemon-orange-butterscotch ice
is mine Enter the mind of the lemon on the assembly line With the heart of a lifesaver swimmer When I'm pounding through the arctic it's the ice breaker
your biggie fries. For a better prize you can get some better pie Strawberry, apple, cherry even lemon lime. What you want them B cups or them C cups? For your ice
foreplay Picture me kicking in the doorway to set off the storey Negligee hot tip of the knockers stay brick like rocks Figure if you drop ice here
(Do ya thang) A James Bond's car, drizzled as a porn star Spring we was green, so my Cutlass is a orange car I got a curly haired, dirty red broad, eatin' lemon
gr ace to pull yourself right back again Chorus: Eastbourne Ladies with your hair done up so nice Eastbourne Ladies with your tea and lemon ice, lemon ice
me in the club,be the same ho's in the parking lot boppin' They see me in the Jag, acting bad with T Ferris Open mouth and showcase ice, and you gon'
There will be ice on the moon There will be glass in my eyes There will be thorns in my heart There will be broken bits inside There won't be sun on
four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon
rock on in the petty shirt Let it ruff, ooh Feels like anotha one Who you be? Mr. Shystie The one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice tea The
taste my ice cream Come and get a scoop of my ice cream Come and get a scoop boy Come on and taste it boy Oh won't you taste my ice cream yeah Oh I
complaint, but a mere look at the present showin you the changes that I made The proverbial lemonade that I made I made my mistakes, you see life's lemons
hit it Respectin by my clique stayin by her man In public business unload get wild and thangs She's real thats why i took her money and ice her up If
G-ettes, I ain't forget about y'all Gold look like this here Today I have a half an ounce Tomorrow I'll have a ki And if you trying to get some ice
