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big lettuce - ice cream man lyrics

[intro]
yeah, we bout to get sweaty up in here
shake it off baby
shake it off baby
shake it off baby

[verse 1]
i been tryna eat your p+ssy all summer
i been thought we had it all covered
i ain’t mean we gotta be lovers
just hop on my face, i’ma l!ck it while you hover
nah, lay down relax
make sure you cum before i take down my slacks
i’ma have you stay round, in fact
gimme twenty minutes, gotta lay down a track
i’ll be back with the water and snacks
and runtz in the fronto, i don’t f+ck with the backs
take it to the net, dunk it like shaq
smoke break, then round two, run it right back
she know i don’t do relationships
i do smoked salmon sandwich with potato chips
i do 4 am beers while i face a clip
i do what make me happy not what make me rich

[chorus]
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
i’ma ring your bell
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
call me mr. ding+a+ling
you know i’ma ring your bell (i’ma ring your bell baby)
[verse 2]
i had california dreams like sly winkle
but that sh+t was a nightmare
she paw at me in the car, i arrive wrinkled
gotta switch the fit quick, i’ll be right there
walk in this b+tch like dat boi (o sh+t waddup!)
foam blaster, water cannon, blastoise
you had a plan? stick to it now
shaboingboing, get my d+ck out your mouth
or put it in, depends on who you is
choosy with who i take to orange julius
get to know me as a human, don’t be superfic’
what’s your fantasy? that ain’t ludacris
juggle hotties like pizza, i’m pachyderm
i can tell you they’re real and spectacular
short shorts, big shirt
she know how this thing work

[bridge]
i’m the gelato man
better take my hand, i got a lot of plans
you with me this eve, i thought you got a man?
we staying high, we don’t gotta land
i’m the gelato man
better take my hand, i got a lot of plans
you with me this eve, i thought you got a man?
we staying high, we don’t gotta land
[chorus]
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
i’ma ring your bell
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
call me mr. ding+a+ling
you know i’ma ring your bell
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
i’ma come scoop you
i can dish it out
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
i’ma ring your bell
ding+a+ling
ding+a+ling
call me mr. ding+a+ling
you know i’ma ring your bell (i’ma ring your bell baby)

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