The Pack - The Ice Cream Song lyrics

Girl I'm the flyest, okay, okay Why don't you try it? ice cream, ice cream! [x2] You got it, it's the ice cream song Yeah b**h it's the ice cream song! Yeah ma it's the ice cream song And i f**s wit cookies and cream all day long When I get up in her pants she got them tight jeans on And she know i like that, so she come right back Girl on the beat, i'm coming with the heat The Pack and the Fel taking over the streets And from these b**hes, i serve them ice cream Strawberry, Caramel, this b**h got cream She got cream, so you know that i'm a fiend And the Fel got Knoc being part of the team Like it when she get freaky, start raising whipped creams Little mama, she got it, she got it Gimme that sh**, and the wriggle on rims Plus it with my n***a tim, got ice cream? I got a banana for your split, drip and drop some on top You got ice cream show me what you got Girl i'm the flyest, okay, okay Why don't you try it, ice cream, ice cream! [x2] (Yes) You got it, it's the ice cream song Yeah b**h it's the ice cream song! Vanilla, chocolate, a**orted flavours With ice cream girl, you can hop in my scraper Flossy head, suction dome I want my ice cream on the cone Give it to me now, give it to me frozen I'm the flyest don't you know this Thirty one flavours in between Baskin Robins Ice cream Okay, (okay), okay, (okay), it's the ice cream song Sweet sweet, like yum yum, nestle, in bubblegum Tongue rings and dumb freaks, free pimp like Bun B Okay, she's eating, candy, she's leaking Juices like Kool-Aid, candy it's candy! Girl i'm the flyest, okay, okay Why don't you try it, ice cream, ice cream! [x2] You got it, it's the ice cream song (You got it) Yeah b**h it's the ice cream song! Eat it, lick it like a sundae cone Watch yourself for trip i'm grown Do your job, i'm hating, popsicles refrigerating Ooh man, dumb cream got me coming back like A dope fiend, you scream, i scream got you On my ding-a-ling, team knoc NFL give a chick Brain freeze,go baby dip it like cookie dough Squish a white girl like oreos OO! b**h you fine, goosebumps on my arms Sends chills down my spine,cash rules everything Around me,da la la lion a chick with cream And myself come frosty,give a chick knee pads Like hockey,s** and ice cream do they mix? Hell yeah u can hear it from Ten Girl i'm the flyest, okay, okay Why don't you try it, ice cream, ice cream! [x2] You got it, it's the ice cream song (You got it) Yeah b**h it's the ice cream song!