cookies-n-apple juice
Singer:cam'ron
maybe hug her but i don't even like her
split it but yo i'll never wife her
but when she can't decipher
love for fucking no fussing
god damn i might white nike her
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
i'll have you squirtin' for certain
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
cookies with some apple juice
cookies with some apple juice
cookies with some apple juice
holdin' up you know it gets crazy
no i'm not yo' girl but i could be your baby
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
try to throw me in the loop
zoom-zoom and not poom-poom
smash real fast got up out his room
no you will never pass me
cuz you don't want no problems
now it's hell up in harlem
tie your shoes now hurry hurry
cookies and some apple juice
ask 'em my whole staff will shoot
what could the bastard do?
look at mommy shaking her derriere
you could have a merry year
what you wanna do? let me hear
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