(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!