Ice Cream
I'll give you Dairy Queen, pink dreams
Tongue all on your ice cream
Lips gleam, plates clean
Preteen, submarine
Drippin' down your ice cream cone
Rhinestone, hormones
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
It doesn't feel right
So keep going down
It doesn't feel right
Until you start to drown
(Oh)
I wanna S your D (Oh)
I wanna L your V
Gonna guarantee to set you free!
Sliddin' down the pole
Swallow it whole, flood control
Always on patrol, let's take a stroll
Into your hole, on cruise control
Now pay the toll
I want pants dropping, slow fucking, floor mopping
Right now
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
It doesn't feel right
So keep going down
It doesn't feel right
Until you start to drown
Jeffree Star for dinner?
I'll give you Jeffree Star for dinner (Bitch)
It doesn't feel right
So keep going down
It doesn't feel right
Until you start to drown
Open up your thighs, show me the surprise
Open up your thighs, show me the surprise
Tongue all on your ice cream
Lips gleam, plates clean
Preteen, submarine
Drippin' down your ice cream cone
Rhinestone, hormones
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
It doesn't feel right
So keep going down
It doesn't feel right
Until you start to drown
(Oh)
I wanna S your D (Oh)
I wanna L your V
Gonna guarantee to set you free!
Sliddin' down the pole
Swallow it whole, flood control
Always on patrol, let's take a stroll
Into your hole, on cruise control
Now pay the toll
I want pants dropping, slow fucking, floor mopping
Right now
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
Enter my construction zone
Make me moan, danger prone
It doesn't feel right
So keep going down
It doesn't feel right
Until you start to drown
Jeffree Star for dinner?
I'll give you Jeffree Star for dinner (Bitch)
It doesn't feel right
So keep going down
It doesn't feel right
Until you start to drown
Open up your thighs, show me the surprise
Open up your thighs, show me the surprise
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Writer(s): Benjamin Weinman
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