Lyrics:
I don't wanna fall in love
I don't wanna fall in love
Chuki Beats
Ice cream angel, why you so dangerous?
Who are you with babe? Strawberry
She knows what she's doing when she's on the scene
Dope as hell, it ain't hard to tell, when she walk by, slowing down everything
She knows what
She knows, what she's doing when she's on the scene
Dope as hell, it ain't hard to tell, when she walk by slowing down everything
She knows, what
niggas all hoodlums we love hoochie mamas
We came from the (Southside)
Girl back that azz up, I'm a juvenile like Mr. Carter
Your man he ain't really
to your toes while she snatching your soul
Like water for chocolate she cooking with love
You would swear she’s a goddess heaven sent from above
Telepathic
How you made me I’m the nigga that Pay you
Cut niggas off you know niggas ain’t Grateful
Know he dog and she still tryna tame Em
Love the back shots she
got some money and I split it with my mans
Damn
Bitch I’m in my bag
Don’t you fall in love with a bitch that just show her ass
I don’t show know love
in the house
Flossin' in the house
Flossin' in the house
Flo-flo-flo
Diamond chains don't mean a thing
You by my side is all I need
I'm flossy
Yeah
Oh, girl
I been looking for somebody who gon' hold me down in this cold world
Where you girl? Oh
Oh, girl (she don't love me like she say she
I'm sayin' is you a bad bitch (a bad bitch)
Girl your ass is the fattest
I'm in love with a stripper
T-pain on da otha' half
Got 10 stacks a 1's
talkin' Wu-Tang, but I love gettin' cream
Bitch, I love gettin' cream
(Aye, aye, aye)
I can't chase a thot, bitch, I'm chasin' the green (Chasin' the green)
my pole
She wants this dick
I'm too fly I'm that guy
Take a pull on dis and you will high
No stardog in my 3.5
Got ice cream cake and hes on cloud
bitch scream, make that bitch cream
She a fucking bop she only want you for your jellybeans
I'm a rockstar
I'm a rockstar
I'm a rockstar you can't tell
up all my dough
She could twerk it in a circle
Baby buss it on the flo'
Back to business on them bitches
Back to business on them hoes
Smaller circles
Every day I'm on a mission get ya paper up (paper up)
And there ain't no love like they don't hate enough (ain't no love)
Back there every time until they
It’s the posh theme
She look just like Ice cream
And you know what that mean
She might do the right thing
Babes is really piped up, she a little hype
I'm finna fuck her on top of my car
I'm finna fuck her so hard that she speaking in tongues got her gasping for air got her longues working hard
Get
Charley is an ordinary fellow
To most everyone but Flo, his Flo
She's convinced that Charley
Is a very extraordinary beau, some beau
Charley is an ordinary fellow
To most everyone but Flo, his Flo
She's convinced that Charley
Is a very extraordinary beau, some beau
hips
She rock her hips, then wave and sip
I like it when she show me she can rock it
Roll it, drop it to the flo'
Bouncin' slow, shawties, all pole
shot nut all on her face just like I'm Klay
If you on that app sh*t have Nacho spray it like some mace
I nut on your b*tch with my cream call me
cream
Know what I mean, I'm the nigga of your dreams
I need it cause you know that I'm a fiend
You can barely even fit up in them jeans
You look better
yo ho in my likes though
You love on dat ho, I would never (never)
If she wanna ho, then I let her
I might stretch me a bitch, never press her
All
I'm just a cream nigga - I'm out here getting mines
I'm getting money - I rep that dollar sign
Imma go get it - I'm wasting no time
I'm
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