Ice Cream Girl - tobi lou

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Thank you, Ms. Fat Booty, you’re the best, haha, yes

Ayy

Tears in my eyes when Mufasa died

Ice cream girl when it’s hot outside

Yeah, party like it’s '99

Yeah, yeah, hit me baby one more time

Blueberry cool with vanilla skies

Tom Cruise on my neck, that’s vanilla ice

I just think I hit my prime, uh

Hit me baby one more time

I feel like Beyoncé, all I do is slay

Santa on the way, hoes gone crazy

I say «Ayy bay bay», I’m on my day-to-day

They said, «Be there at eight»

You know I showed up late

I got shit to do

Don’t get shit confused

I been missin' you

Hit me with the news

I buy my shit used

She may meet the mood

I don’t watch your moves

It gives me the blues

My mama made me hater-proof

Gucci suits and gator boots

Fuck you thought this was, a fluke?

(Yeah)

Yeah, I just really want the coupe

I don’t even need the booth

You can keep that, though

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Tears in my eyes when Mufasa died

Ice cream girl when it’s hot outside

Yeah (Yeah), party like it’s '99 (Yeah, '99)

Hit me baby one more time (Yeah)

Blueberry coolwith vanilla skies (With vanilla)

Tom Cruise on my neck, that’s vanilla ice (Vanilla)

I just think I hit my prime, uh (Yeah)

Ay, ay, hit me baby— (Yes, yes)

Ice cream girl with the blue jeans on

She just wanna dance to her new theme song

I just play my old shit, she knew all the words, though

She just made her ass drop, I just shouted, «Go, girl!»

Baby, this is your world, don’t let 'em tell you different

This is your world, I’m just livin' in it (Uh, yeah)

I’m

in livin' color

, too, she gave me another scoop

Ice, ice, baby, ooh

She gave it to me and I swooned

That shit take me to the moon

I feel like a cartoon

Yes,

yes

Thank you, Ms. Fat Booty, you’re the

best

, haha