Cookie Crisp Songtext
von $ir Abe
Cookie Crisp Songtext
Uh, smokin′ cookie crisp
Stupid bitch, smokin' cookie crisp
Uh, lemme tell you a lil′ tale
I was so broke (Huh) momma said get off ya' tail
3 AM in the VA
Bet that we spin ya' block, sweepstakes
Mr. krabs with my money cheapskate
We was grindin′ like Tony Hawk, too rad, we skate
Huh, Ha
We like a push and pull (Yeah)
I like to empty the gas tank, yesterday that shit was full (Hoo)
Why is you pointing ya′ gun dog? what is you trying to do
Do you want a problem or some?
Cause we got some shit that send ya' to the moon
To the milky way (Stars)
I get to fuckin′ ya nasty, do it the filthy way
Uh huh, Uh huh
What's up with you? hitting drills don′t feel the same
We was juggin' for money
Now we just doin′ this shit for the love of the game
Love
It's all love
For the love of the game
I said what's up with you
What′s up with you
I figured, what′s up with you
I figured, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what′s up
What's up with you
What′s up with you?
You textin' and talkin' to who? (Who that?)
Was thinkin′ was something I did
But then I realized I had nothing to do (At all)
It′s funny how niggas switch up
You won't tryna let me hit it then, now you tryna get my dick up
Uh, lemme tell you a lil′ tale
I was so broke (Huh) momma said get off ya' tail
3 AM in the VA
Bet that we spin ya′ block, sweepstakes
Mr. krabs with my money cheapskate
We was grindin' like Tony Hawk, too rad, we skate
Huh, Ha
Smokin′ cookie crisp
Stupid bitch, smokin' cookie crisp
Stupid bitch, smokin' cookie crisp
Uh, lemme tell you a lil′ tale
I was so broke (Huh) momma said get off ya' tail
3 AM in the VA
Bet that we spin ya' block, sweepstakes
Mr. krabs with my money cheapskate
We was grindin′ like Tony Hawk, too rad, we skate
Huh, Ha
We like a push and pull (Yeah)
I like to empty the gas tank, yesterday that shit was full (Hoo)
Why is you pointing ya′ gun dog? what is you trying to do
Do you want a problem or some?
Cause we got some shit that send ya' to the moon
To the milky way (Stars)
I get to fuckin′ ya nasty, do it the filthy way
Uh huh, Uh huh
What's up with you? hitting drills don′t feel the same
We was juggin' for money
Now we just doin′ this shit for the love of the game
Love
It's all love
For the love of the game
I said what's up with you
What′s up with you
I figured, what′s up with you
I figured, what's up, what′s up, what's up, what′s up
What's up with you
What′s up with you?
You textin' and talkin' to who? (Who that?)
Was thinkin′ was something I did
But then I realized I had nothing to do (At all)
It′s funny how niggas switch up
You won't tryna let me hit it then, now you tryna get my dick up
Uh, lemme tell you a lil′ tale
I was so broke (Huh) momma said get off ya' tail
3 AM in the VA
Bet that we spin ya′ block, sweepstakes
Mr. krabs with my money cheapskate
We was grindin' like Tony Hawk, too rad, we skate
Huh, Ha
Smokin′ cookie crisp
Stupid bitch, smokin' cookie crisp
Writer(s): Abe Elbalola Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

