Apple Cobbler Songtext
von LL Cool J
Apple Cobbler Songtext
Uh
Uh
Uh
Uh huh
Uh
Uh
That joint is hot baby
Lights, Camera, Action hold up
You know my style I been blowed up
Paper was young now it is growed up
Stack so big it′s hard to fold up
Yo D find another rubber band in the truck
Count up the money I'ma stand in the cut
Stroll in the party I toast ′cris up
Tell Vladmir hook the guest list up
Shake that cookie like what like what
Toss me rapper like lightning struck
Look at that apple cobbler butt
What you wanna do
What you think won't cut
NBA Live in my truck
Parking lot like all jammed up
If there's beef it′s best you duck
I′m gonna eat it I'm fulled up
It to me
That Apple Cobbler
Better yet can I see
Can I see
That Apple Pie
Give it to me
That apple cobbler
Better yet
Can I get
Can I get it deep fried
So much sugar is making my head rush
Tell me what the recipe is for that stuff
Break me off a piece of crust
Im so full I′m bout to bust
Just one slice is not enough
Dang that thing tight like handcuffs
What I gotta say to you for you to give it up
What if I was paying you so could live it up
Gucci seats inside your truck
Tiffany rocks and trillion cuts
You be Starsky I be Hutch
Ride shotgun I'll pop that clutch
Juicy sweatpants driving me nuts
Take my two way stay in touch
I′m gonna scoop you heat you up
Take you bake you eat you up
It to me
That Apple Cobbler
Better yet can I see
Can I see
That Apple Pie
Give it to me
That apple cobbler
Better yet
Can I get
Can I get it deep fried
Turn that hair round buck them hips
Love when ya hair gets stuck to ya lips
Apple cobbler sweet and thick
I'm gonna eat you till I′m sick
Yo desert is worth a grip
I admit you make me trip
Make me wanna run to the mall like I'm a trick
Can't believe you′re making a baller have a fit
Pimpin switchin pass my click
Big fat juicy ask my click
Stretch them jeans girl make them fit
Make me go outside and pitch
You know me my cake is sick
Me and Timbo makin hits
Apple Cobbler thick and rich
Just how hot can one girl get
It to me
That apple Cobbler
Better yet
Can I see
That apple Pie
Give it to me
That apple cobbler
Better yet
Can I get
Can I get it deep fried
Uh
Uh
Uh huh
Uh
Uh
That joint is hot baby
Lights, Camera, Action hold up
You know my style I been blowed up
Paper was young now it is growed up
Stack so big it′s hard to fold up
Yo D find another rubber band in the truck
Count up the money I'ma stand in the cut
Stroll in the party I toast ′cris up
Tell Vladmir hook the guest list up
Shake that cookie like what like what
Toss me rapper like lightning struck
Look at that apple cobbler butt
What you wanna do
What you think won't cut
NBA Live in my truck
Parking lot like all jammed up
If there's beef it′s best you duck
I′m gonna eat it I'm fulled up
It to me
That Apple Cobbler
Better yet can I see
Can I see
That Apple Pie
Give it to me
That apple cobbler
Better yet
Can I get
Can I get it deep fried
So much sugar is making my head rush
Tell me what the recipe is for that stuff
Break me off a piece of crust
Im so full I′m bout to bust
Just one slice is not enough
Dang that thing tight like handcuffs
What I gotta say to you for you to give it up
What if I was paying you so could live it up
Gucci seats inside your truck
Tiffany rocks and trillion cuts
You be Starsky I be Hutch
Ride shotgun I'll pop that clutch
Juicy sweatpants driving me nuts
Take my two way stay in touch
I′m gonna scoop you heat you up
Take you bake you eat you up
It to me
That Apple Cobbler
Better yet can I see
Can I see
That Apple Pie
Give it to me
That apple cobbler
Better yet
Can I get
Can I get it deep fried
Turn that hair round buck them hips
Love when ya hair gets stuck to ya lips
Apple cobbler sweet and thick
I'm gonna eat you till I′m sick
Yo desert is worth a grip
I admit you make me trip
Make me wanna run to the mall like I'm a trick
Can't believe you′re making a baller have a fit
Pimpin switchin pass my click
Big fat juicy ask my click
Stretch them jeans girl make them fit
Make me go outside and pitch
You know me my cake is sick
Me and Timbo makin hits
Apple Cobbler thick and rich
Just how hot can one girl get
It to me
That apple Cobbler
Better yet
Can I see
That apple Pie
Give it to me
That apple cobbler
Better yet
Can I get
Can I get it deep fried
Writer(s): James Todd Smith, Timothy Z. Mosley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
