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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Thank you, Ms. Fat Booty, you're the best, haha Ayy Tears in my eyes when Mufasa died Ice cream girl when it's hot outside Yeah, party like it's '99 Yeah, yeah, hit me baby one more time Blueberry coupe with vanilla skies Tom Cruise on my neck, that's vanilla ice I just think I hit my prime, uh Hit me baby one more time I feel like Beyoncé, all I do is slay Santa on the way, hoes gone crazy I say "Ay bay bay", I'm on my day-to-day They said be there at eight You know I showed up late I got shit to do Don't get shit confused I been missin' you Hit me with the news I buy my shit used She may meet the mood I don't watch your moves It gives me the blues SongtexteMy mama made me hater-proof Gucci suits and gator boots Fuck you thought this was, a fluke? Yeah, I just really want the coupe I don't even need the booth You can keep that, too Yeah, yeah, yeah Tears in my eyes when Mufasa died Ice cream girl when it's hot outside Yeah (Yeah), party like it's '99 (Yeah, '99) Hit me baby one more time (Yeah) Blueberry coupe with vanilla skies (With vanilla) Tom Cruise on my neck, that's vanilla ice (Vanilla) I just think I hit my prime, uh (Yeah) Ay, ay, hit me baby— (Yes, yes) Ice cream girl with the blue jeans on She just wanna dance to her new theme song I just play my old shit, she knew all the words, though She just made her ass drop, I just shouted, "Go, girl!" Baby, this is your world, don't let 'em tell you different This is your world, I'm just livin' in it (Uh, yeah) I'm in livin' color, too, she gave me another scoop Ice, ice, baby, ooh She gave it to me and I swooned That shit take me to the moon I feel like a cartoon Yes, yes Thank you, Ms. Fat Booty, you're the best, haha Aus Songtexte Mania