Cam'Ron - Cookies-N-Apple Juice lyrics
rate me<FONT size="1"><B>(feat. Byrd Lady, Skitzo)</B></FONT><BR><BR>
<i>[Verse 1: Cam'Ron]</i><br>
Killa!<br>
Yo<br>
I won't kiss her, maybe hug her but I don't even like her<br>
I might get it, hit it, split it but yo I'll never wife her<br>
I'm Rowdy Roddy Piper, (yes) but when she can't decipher (what?)<br>
Love for fucking no fussing, buzzing, she out my Sypher(ahh)<br>
Come thru in a Viper (Viper)<br>
God damn I might white Nike her (yeah)<br>
Yeah she straight, but get it straight, underestimate I might just dyke her (dyke her)<br>
You fight and fuss wanna bite her, (damn)<br>
Lock your girl down just like rikers<br>
I ain't gotta do that once I hit your shit the damn bitch a lifer (forever)<br>
This dude wanna write her (write her?), e-mail, text and type her<br>
He a runner, I'm a gunner, baby girl, a sniper (sniper)<br>
Roll the blunts up, ma I'ma get the lighter<br>
I'll have you squirtin' for certain, yeah bring a diaper<br>
Milk, Lemonade, I'm a fucking renegade<br>
Handguns, hand grenades meet me at the center stage (stage, stage)<br>
Baby boy go hire a squadron<br>
My crib got more poles than the fire department (Ahh)<br>
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<i>[Chorus: Skitzo]</i><br>
Cookies with some apple juice<br>
Cookies with some apple juice (Lady)<br>
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple juice (Lady)<br>
I ain't mad at you, (Lady) cookies with some apple juice (Lady)<br>
I ain't mad at you, cookies with some apple juice<br>
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<i>[Verse 2: Byrd Lady]</i><br>
First lady so wavy, lady of the birds, this is the Byrd Lady<br>
Holdin' up you know it gets crazy<br>
No I'm not yo' girl but I could be your baby<br>
Yes baby, I'm sexy, why you itty bitty girls wanna test me?<br>
Cuz I'm fly high floatin' with a jet ski<br>
that's why your man wanna sex me<br>
Yep, he said I'm cute, try to throw me in the loop<br>
Hit me when he hungry, lick my cookies, drink my apple juice<br>
Apple Coupe, zoom-zoom, horse and Porsche, vroom-vroom<br>
zoom-zoom and not poom-poom, smash real fast got up out his room<br>
Classy, yet I get nasty, nasty but never trashy<br>
Bright light, yes bitch I'm flashy, no you will never pass me<br>
Ask me? Ask who, ask you<br>
I'm sick, something like a flu flu<br>
You stink, something like a zoo zoo<br>
Lay low, you know what to do boo<br>
Cuz you don't want no problems, please trust girl<br>
I will solve them<br>
Fo' Fives cats, I revolve 'em, now it's hell up in Harlem<br>
This for midwest, down south, dirty dirty<br>
Bitches catch up, tie your shoes now hurry hurry<br>
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<i>[Repeat Chorus]</i><br>
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<i>[Verse 3: Cam'Ron]</i><br>
I said, cookies and some apple juice<br>
Cherry Jeeps, Apple Coupes<br>
No hassle, hit 'em with a gavel, ask 'em my whole staff will shoot (Shoot, shoot sh-sh-shoot)<br>
What could the bastard do? (nothing)<br>
They run, we run this town, we'll run you down, they'll laugh at you<br>
Damn no, look at mommy shaking her derriere (damn)<br>
Fuck Christmas, you could have a merry year<br>
Where you wanna go, everywhere?<br>
What you wanna do? Let me hear<br>
I'm talkin' Vegas, I don't do them teddy bears (nope, nope, nope)<br>
But I do do the fish nets...<br>
Pre-ejaculation to get my dick wet (No homo..)<br>
But I'm tryna get your lips wet<br>
Doggy-style, facial, huh.. Welcome to Dipset<br>
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<i>[Chorus to fade]</i><br>
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