Lyrics

SHE screams, HE screams, THEY scream....

-THEY all scream for London like I’m ice cream...

-THEY all scream for London like I’m ice cream...

-THEY all scream for London like I’m ice cream...

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-Yea they call me London, and I am the truth...

-plus I’m only 8, but I still tear up the booth...

-a girl can be a boss cuz you’re looking at the proof....

-they treat me like I’m ice cream they always want the scoop...

-what kinda car her parents drive? What kinda clothes she got?

-Don’t worry bout it sweetheart, just know they cost a lot....

-baby I’m a star..... and I’m never gonna stop..

-even if they beg “please with a cherry on top”...

-let me make it clear... I really don’t care....

-rainbow barrettes look like sprinkles in my hair....

-rich chocolate skin, French vanilla kicks

-always lookin fresh, (little) mint chocolate chip...

-strawberry lip gloss.... you already know...

-laughing to the bank, cuz I’m getting Cookie dough...

-so sweet, so fly and everything in between...

-I’m just focused on my dream, getting cookies and this cream ($$$$)....
HUH HUH!

-SHE screams, HE screams, THEY scream....

-THEY all scream for London like I’m ice cream...

-THEY all scream for London like I’m ice cream...

-THEY all scream for London like I’m ice cream...
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