(Lollipop, lollipop)
Oh, my! (Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli)
She the type of girl, the life of the partyClose friends Mary J. and Molly
Top down a convertible car
She probably prefer a Murciélagi
Sweeter than lollipop
Every time the beat drop
She dancing and living free
Empathetic with no jealousy
Just like Vanellope
She′s the main character
It's in her energy
Extra vanilla in all of her recipes
She like it sweet
She a vegan only during the week
But when it′s the weekend, she wanting the lollipop
Call my baby lollipop
Tell you why
His kiss is sweeter than an apple pie
And when he does his shaky rocking dance
Man, I haven't got a chance
I call him
I'm the type of guy that like a sugar rush
With every touch I get hyper
Hyper when I feel the sweetness inside her
′Cause she pop, pop, pop, pop, pop like Martinelli cider
Live in my head like a permanent tenant
Peppermint breath of fresh air when we′re kissing
There's never a doubt ′cause I give her the benefit
Amateur life but at least she is living it
Every day is a cornucopia of colors and cravings
Impeccable taste, she break me off a piece
I never could waste
I'm not at the beach, but I′m feeling her waves
A delicate thing, and more than I ever could please
But someone she wanting to be as her lollipop
Oh, my!
Call my baby lollipop
Tell you why
His kiss is sweeter than an apple pie
And when he does his shaky rocking dance
Man, I haven't got a chance
I call him
Lollipop, lollipop
Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli
Lollipop, lollipop
Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli
Lollipop, lollipop
Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli
Lollipop
Oh, my!
(Oh my, oh my, oh my)
Lollipop, lollipop (call my baby lollipop)
Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli (tell you why)
Lollipop, lollipop (his kiss is sweeter than)
Oh, lolli-lolli-lollipop (an apple pie)
Lollipop, lollipop (and when he does his shaky)
Oh, lolli-lolli-lolli (rocking dance)
Lollipop (man, I haven′t got a chance)
Oh, my!
