Luyện nghe bài hát Cookies & Apple Juice

Yo, I kiss her, maybe hug her but I don't even like her
I might get it, hit it, it but yo, I'll never wife her
I'll Rowdy Roddy Piper but when she can't
from fuckin', no fussin', buzzin', she out my cipher

Come through in a Viper, goddamn, I might white her
Yeah, she straight, but get it straight,
I might dyke her
You fight and fuss, bite her, lock the girl down just like Rikers
I gotta do that, once I hit your shit, the damn bitch's a lifer

This wanna write her, email, text and type her
He a runna, I'm a gunna, baby girl, a
Roll the up, ma, I'ma get the lighter
I'll you squirtin' for certain, yeah, bring a diaper

Milk, lemonade, I'ma fuck the day
guns, hand grenades, meet me at center stage
Baby boy, go hire a
My crib got more poles then a department

Cookies with some apple juice, with some apple juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple
I ain't mad at you, cookies some apple juice
I mad at you, cookies with some apple juice

First so wavy
of the birds, this is the Byrd Lady
Harlem standin' up, you it gets crazy
No, I'm not your but I could be, baby

Yes baby, I'm
Why you itty bitty wanna test me?
'Cause I fly high, with a jet speed
That's why ya man sex me

Yup, he said I'm cute, tried to me in the loop
Hit me when he hungry, my cookies, drink my apple juice
Apple coupe, zoom zoom, horse Porsche, vroom, vroom
Zoom and not the poom poom
real fast, got up out his room

Classy, yet I get nasty, nasty but never
Bright light, yes bitch, I'm flashy, no, you never pass me
Ask me, ask who, ask you, I'm sick, like a flu, flu
You stink, somethin' a zoo, zoo
Lay low, you what to do, boo

'Cause you don't want no problems, please trust, girl, I will them
4 5, yes, I revolve 'em, now it's hell up in
This for that Midwest, South, dirty, dirty
Bitches catch up, tie your now, hurry, hurry

Cookies with some apple juice, cookies some apple juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies some apple juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some juice
I ain't mad at you, with some apple juice

Milk, milk, lemonade, 'round the corner fudge is
Cookies with apple juice, I'm just tryin' to get paid
Milk, milk, lemonade, 'round the corner fudge is
Cookies with some apple juice, I'm just tryin' to get

I said cookies and apple juice, cherry jeeps, apple coops
No hassle, hit 'em with the gavel, ask 'em, my whole staff will
What the bastard do?
run, we run this town, we'll run you down, they'll laugh at you

Damn no, at mommy shakin' her derriere
Fuck Christmas, you could have a merry
you wanna go? Everywhere, what you wanna do? Let me hear
I'm talkin' Vegas, I don't do them bears

But I do, do the
and get my dick wet
But I'm tryin' to get your wet
Doggy style, facial, huh, welcome to

Cookies with apple juice, cookies with some apple juice
I mad at you, cookies with some apple juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies with apple juice
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some juice

Milk, milk, lemonade, 'round the corner is made
Cookies with some apple juice, I'm just tryin' to get
Milk, milk, lemonade, 'round the corner is made
Cookies with some apple juice, I'm just to get paid