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I like my girls like my women And my women like my girls With ice cream on their ass And my dick in their world I ain't fucking around I'm serious like school teachers I got 31 flavors to make you a believer, baby Want it, need it, à la mode Serve that shit fucking cold I can't stand it when it's all alone 'Cause everything is better when it's à la mode When you gangbang and take money from banks You only have yourself and your fucking guns to thanks And when you're popped, locked, stopped and arrested by the cops You can make it fuckin' better with ice cream on top Now, baby Want it, need it, à la mode Serve that shit fucking cold I can't stand it when it's all alone 'Cause everything is better when it's à la mode Coffee Candy Pistachio nut Burgundy Cherry Butterscotch Chocolate chip Lemon crisp French vanilla with a Peppermint twist You're going to jail? Ice cream will fix it You don't have a life? Ice cream will fix it You make bad decisions? Ice cream will fix it You don't have a job? Ice cream will fix it You can't find love? Ice cream will fix it You're a failure? Ice cream will fix it Everyone hates you? Ice cream will fix it Everyone hates you? (I want sprinkles on that shit) Want it, need it, à la mode Serve that shit fucking cold I can't stand it when it's all alone 'Cause everything is better when it's à la mode