You already know,
Where is about to go,
Taking a ride,
Get inside,
It’s time to blow,
The flavors will be popping,
So you don’t got to ask,
Just have your money ready,
We are about to blast,
Out of class,
We start running,
To store we go,
They know we are coming,
Hopped in the car,
But I am not the one driving,
I am in the back seat,
With my head down,
No hiding,
I am just counting cash,
Getting ready to let it go,
There only one flavor on my mind,
And that’s that cookie dough.

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