Mindless Self Indulgence - Ala Mode - Текст песни

Ala Mode

Mindless Self Indulgence - Ala Mode
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 fuckin around 
I'm serious as school teachers 
I got 31 flavors to make you a believer 
Baby want it need it 
A la mode serve that shit fucking cold 
I can't stand it when it's all alone 
Cuz everything is better 
When it's a la mode 

When you gang bang 
And take money from banks 
You only have yourself 
And your fucking guns to thank 
And when you're popped locked stopped 
And arrested by the cops 
You can make it fuckin better 
With some ice cream on the top 

Now baby want it need it 
A la mode serve that shit fucking cold 
I can't stand it when it's all alone 
Cuz everything is better 
When it's a 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 
You make bad decisions 
You don't have a job 
You can't find love 
You're a failure 
Everyone hates you 
I want sprinkles on that shit

Want it need it 
A la mode serve that shit fucking cold 
I can't stand it when it's all alone 
Cuz everything is better 
When it's a la mode
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