Lyrics
Sup-z-z-z, man it's hot out here, can show go for some ice cream.
If you like ice cream as much as I do.
Go-head and get in the back of the line. (
Ha-ha-ha)
J-a-mocha almond fudge, we in line please don't budge.
I want that pink cotton candy, it taste good please don't judge.
I think I'll take with the sprinkles, better yet make fudge.
Cause like t-a get full, and also present to u my p-u-d-g-e.
Mint chocolate chip I'm on, especially when I'm home, alone.
With just my shorts n da fan, bobbing my head to this song, I'm blown.
At least brain is, from all this brain freezing.
They should have a new flavor, Ha-chew.
Cause a customer is sneezing.
Well I'm zoned out to dis swirl, it sure is flipping pleasing.
Take the one with da pop rocks, cause this feeling is intriguing.
Cookie dough is always bling-in, Moose-tracks keep me singing.
Birthday cake keep me leaning, Coffee make me say b-a-zing-a.
Vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate, are original g's.
They take hits out on Neapolitan, but keep it low key.
Don't want-a step out line, but I need t-a go pee.
Can I get thirty-one sample, cause I know there all free.
I scream, you scream, we all want that ice cream.
Dot, dot, thinking bubble, all want da same thing.
Lick-e, lick-e, drippy, drippy, don't forget that tippy tricky.
Come in get m-eh!
N you know, I don't usually do this!
But I had to, fact is proven.
Two for one coupons, feeling like Ruben.
Number one teddy bear, its honey I'm choosing.
Rocky road on go, Splish-splash sherbet, get it slow.
Wild 'n reckless, yeah you know, strawberry cheesecake.
Gig-g-a-di o-o-o-o-o-o-o, for a good price, you know?
Do I pay?
o n-o-o-o-o-o-o, manager prices baby.
I gig-a-di goo, on da go.
In da freezer, where I'm such a teaser, Quarterback back crunch.
Rock n popping, server ne-v-a stop, slow motion munch.
I like to get e-m n a bunch, before I go to lunch.
You know what it is, employees mind-j-a biz.
And as we proceed, to give y-a, ice cream.
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) (
That Und3r
C1ty entertainment.
Y-a dig.
Ah, Yeah, O-o-o-o
Here is the chorus to 31 Flavors:
Baskin Robbins thirty one flavors, don't know which one I w-a-n-a buy.
Don't want candy, now or later-z, but each color I got-ta try, like.
When you see them ice cream cones
walking buy, Taste bugs be like, got milk?
A brother got-ta try.