cookies-n-apple juice

Singer:cam'ron

killa!

yo

i won't kiss her

maybe hug her but i don't even like her

i might get it

hit it

split it but yo i'll never wife her

i'm rowdy roddy piper

but when she can't decipher

love for fucking no fussing

buzzing

she out my sypher

come thru in a viper

god damn i might white nike her

yeah she straight

but get it straight

underestimate i might just dyke her

you fight and fuss wanna bite her

lock your girl down just like rikers

i ain't gotta do that once i hit your shit the damn bitch a lifer

this dude wanna write her

e-mail

text and type her

he a runner

i'm a gunner

baby girl

a sniper

roll the blunts up

ma i'ma get the lighter

i'll have you squirtin' for certain

yeah bring a diaper

milk

lemonade

i'm a fucking renegade

handguns

hand grenades meet me at the center stage

baby boy go hire a squadron

my crib got more poles than the fire department

cookies with some apple juice

cookies with some apple juice

i ain't mad at you

cookies with some apple juice

i ain't mad at you

cookies with some apple juice

i ain't mad at you

cookies with some apple juice

first lady so wavy

lady of the birds

this is the byrd lady

holdin' up you know it gets crazy

no i'm not yo' girl but i could be your baby

yes baby

i'm sexy

why you itty bitty girls wanna test me?

cuz i'm fly high floatin' with a jet ski

that's why your man wanna sex me

yep

he said i'm cute

try to throw me in the loop

hit me when he hungry

lick my cookies

drink my apple juice

apple coupe

zoom-zoom

horse and porsche

vroom-vroom

zoom-zoom and not poom-poom

smash real fast got up out his room

classy

yet i get nasty

nasty but never trashy

bright light

yes bitch i'm flashy

no you will never pass me

ask me? ask who

ask you

i'm sick

something like a flu flu

you stink

something like a zoo zoo

lay low

you know what to do boo

cuz you don't want no problems

please trust girl

i will solve them

fo' fives cats

i revolve 'em

now it's hell up in harlem

this for midwest

down south

dirty dirty

bitches catch up

tie your shoes now hurry hurry

i said

cookies and some apple juice

cherry jeeps

apple coupes

no hassle

hit 'em with a gavel

ask 'em my whole staff will shoot

what could the bastard do?

they run

we run this town

we'll run you down

they'll laugh at you

damn no

look at mommy shaking her derriere

fuck christmas

you could have a merry year

where you wanna go

everywhere?

what you wanna do? let me hear

i'm talkin' vegas

i don't do them teddy bears

but i do do the fish nets. pre-ejaculation to get my dick wet

but i'm tryna get your lips wet

doggy-style

facial

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