Ice Cream - Remix
I scream, you scream
Criko screams for Ice Cream
Is it in a cone?
Is it in a bowl?
Does it matter?
Gimme that ice cream cone
Like semen we are rising up
At the top we don't drop
You're a fucking flop
So fat looking like a blob
You're not invited to the club
I slit that bitch's neck
They all screamed
What the heck?
I said don't come back
Took roses and put it on the casket
I scream, you scream
Criko screams for Ice Cream
Is it in a cone?
Is it in a bowl?
Does it matter?
Gimme that ice cream cone
Sit your ass in place
Ice cream in your face
Sugar, just a phase
I'm an Angel
Call this heaven
I can do it how you like
Be it Morning or Night
Like your hole so tight
My ass? a delight
I scream, you scream
Criko screams for Ice Cream
I scream, you scream
Dalmi screams for Ice Cream
I scream, I scream
Where's my fucking ice cream?
Pop my fucking cherry
Stroke it before you put it in
Fuck me like I'm yours
Better close the door
Like to call you Mcqueen
Cuz you fuck me like a lightning
I slurp it like a slurpee
While you gobble on my pussy
Take that condom off
Cuz I wanna feel you inside me
Don't forget to come outside me
Unless you want me to be mommy
I want them to be hung
And those veiny hands can choke me
See? Dalmi es bilingüe
Cone, cone, cone
Yo dick, so blown
Yo dick, a bit grown
You make me, ah
I scream, you scream
Criko screams for Ice Cream
Is it in a cone?
Is it in a bowl?
Does it matter?
I don't care
Gimme that ice cream cone
Criko screams for Ice Cream
Is it in a cone?
Is it in a bowl?
Does it matter?
Gimme that ice cream cone
Like semen we are rising up
At the top we don't drop
You're a fucking flop
So fat looking like a blob
You're not invited to the club
I slit that bitch's neck
They all screamed
What the heck?
I said don't come back
Took roses and put it on the casket
I scream, you scream
Criko screams for Ice Cream
Is it in a cone?
Is it in a bowl?
Does it matter?
Gimme that ice cream cone
Sit your ass in place
Ice cream in your face
Sugar, just a phase
I'm an Angel
Call this heaven
I can do it how you like
Be it Morning or Night
Like your hole so tight
My ass? a delight
I scream, you scream
Criko screams for Ice Cream
I scream, you scream
Dalmi screams for Ice Cream
I scream, I scream
Where's my fucking ice cream?
Pop my fucking cherry
Stroke it before you put it in
Fuck me like I'm yours
Better close the door
Like to call you Mcqueen
Cuz you fuck me like a lightning
I slurp it like a slurpee
While you gobble on my pussy
Take that condom off
Cuz I wanna feel you inside me
Don't forget to come outside me
Unless you want me to be mommy
I want them to be hung
And those veiny hands can choke me
See? Dalmi es bilingüe
Cone, cone, cone
Yo dick, so blown
Yo dick, a bit grown
You make me, ah
I scream, you scream
Criko screams for Ice Cream
Is it in a cone?
Is it in a bowl?
Does it matter?
I don't care
Gimme that ice cream cone
Credits
Writer(s): Dalmi Puta
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