[Intro] Yeah… Cold, sweet, dripping down my thighs… You already know what time it is… Let’s go! [Verse 1] Late night, lights low, I’m craving something sweet, Grab me that banana pop, put it right between my teeth. I lick it slow, let it melt on my tongue, Then slide it down low where the real fun’s begun. Frozen tip teasing my hole, got me biting my lip, Legs wide open, dripping, making a mess on the sheets, yeah. I push it deep, twist it slow, let the cold hit my spot, Got my back arching crazy while I’m playing with my spot. [Pre-Chorus] He walks in, sees me eating dessert, Eyes get dark, says “Let me help you squirt.” [Chorus] Banana pop, banana pop, slide it in and make it drop! Cold and creamy, got me screaming, never wanna stop! He slides it inside, then he licks it, makes me lose control, Sex-crazed baby, popsicle crazy, draining both our souls! Banana pop, banana pop — deep, deep, deep! Melting inside me while I’m riding to the beat! He push it, I twist it, we nasty with that treat, Banana pop, banana pop — make this kittycat cream! [Verse 2] He grabs another one, tells me “Get on all fours,” Slides it in slow while he’s smacking on my ass, of course. I’m throwing it back, dripping juice down my thighs, Cold and hard, then it melts and I’m losing my mind. He eats the mess up like it’s ice cream on my lips, Then gives me the real thing while I’m shaking from the hits. I love that frozen feeling right before he gets raw, Popsicle princess, but I still want that jaw. [Pre-Chorus] He calls me his nasty girl, I call him my king, We go through a whole box every time we do this thing. [Chorus] Banana pop, banana pop, slide it in and make it drop! Cold and creamy, got me screaming, never wanna stop! He slides it inside, then he licks it, makes me lose control, Sex-crazed baby, popsicle crazy, draining both our souls! Banana pop, banana pop — deep, deep, deep! Melting inside me while I’m riding to the beat! He push it, I twist it, we nasty with that treat, Banana pop, banana pop — make this kittycat cream! [Bridge] Cold on my tongue… Cold where I’m dripping… He look at me like “Damn, you really this different”… Yeah I am. [Final Chorus] Banana pop, banana pop — faster, harder, don’t you stop! Got me squirting on the sheets, leaving wet spots on the clock! He love how I take it, love how I shake it, Sex-crazed queen with a popsicle fetish! Banana pop, banana pop — yeah this my shit! Frozen and nasty, and I’m loving every bit! [Outro] Banana pop… Yeah, melt it all on me… Again.
