paroles de chanson French Fries and Ice Cream - Coolzey

French fries and ice cream
I know you won't forget it
Now let me see the hands of the people who's with it
It won't be long before my new sensation
Is rocking party people chilling all across the nation
So step up to the podium with sugar and sodium
They go so well together like children and Nickelodeon
I'm blowing like the breeze and because I'm in season
I guess that I'm blessed like as if I was sneezing
So give me one reason why you won't buy me
A cool vanilla shake and a plate of golden fries
Or a mint chocolate chip cone with eyes made of sugar
Wipe a booger on your tombstone while listening to Group Home
From New York, New York to Paris, France
When I'm stage I like to take off my pants
That's how you know that it's a real hype show
And the next thing you know there goes my ego
Americans use ketchup the French use mayo
Me versus another emcee it's a KO
I like my fries hot I spike them with Tabasco
So I can keep bringing fools heat like Rasco
The capital rapital C double O L Z
You ought to know well that my name is misspelled
Until you add the E Y
Come on don't be shy
I'm just a guy without a suit or a tie
So pry open the coffin lid
Yo check the skeleton kid
Now tell me was his skin black or white
It's hard to tell ain't it
I can see you straining
Give it up because it doesn't matter if you're wrong or right
You missed the point again
I smoked a joint again and jumped into the ocean as I said 'Goodnight'
You're just a mannequin
You act like Anakin
But give it up because I know you're going to lose the fight
It goes french fries and ice cream the name of this jam
It probably won't be long before you know who I am
But I don't give a damn I just keep playing
Like your favorite song until my last day and
I'm swaying to the music because that's what I do
I'm true to this shit because I love my crew
One day you will know that they are the shit
But for now just listen to my hit
It goes french fries and ice cream my two best things
Me up with them and I swear I'll grow wings
When the telephone rings I always try and answer
I hope that the grease doesn't give me colon cancer
On Dancer on Prancer on Donner and Blitzen
Fuck Reagan fuck Clinton fuck Bush and Nixon
I'm fixing to get wisdom because that's how I kick it
Now everybody grab your ice cream cones and lick it