Yelawolf & Caskey - Cookies Lyrics
feat. Cub da CookUpBoss


Oh wait, ah, ouh yeah
Ouh yeah, oh wait
In the kitchen and it’s Tastey
Bitch

Yeah, I ain’t a killer, don’t push me
Shawty when I get too boujee
But she see the car that I’m in and gon’ give me that pussy, okay Oh wait, Out there, I know why they looking
You got to hate, [?] so book me
I dont dessert, I smoke on a cookie

Too much room in the Maybach, she don’t know what to do with herself
Poured up king, A-jacks
She on that white red, like a patty milk
And her Rolex tell her where the date at
In a city where I know all the hate at
Lightweight, but you know where the weight at
The [?] touch down on a fucking Tom Bradey
Touch down, touch now, heavy boys, too much crown
Yeah, I’m a waste on a wasteful pounds
Silence on my gun, so I make no sound
She on the snow like a old red sled
I tuck her down like a hotel bed
She want the red like she’s in for yeah
What she in for? Infrared

I’m working my shit, I’m popping my shit
Yall niggas, ain’t stopping my shit
[?] my shit, I’m bussin my shit
Told y’all, don’t fuck with my shit
CookUpBoss, I’m [?]
Got rich of talking shit
Fuck the [?] and get your hit
Fuck your bitch, yeah fuck your bitch
Look shit cool, till it ain’t cool
I told y’all I ain’t no rapper, yeah
Puttin’ your gun on instagram
I can tell you ain’t no stepper
[?] PJ in my PJs and some Gucci slides
[?] that’s a hundred thousand, I’m a lil nigga, [?]
She know the vibe

Yeah, I ain’t a killer, don’t push me
Shawty when I get too boujee
But she see the car that I’m in and gon’ give me that pussy, okay Oh wait, Out there, I know why they looking
You got to hate, [?] so book me
I dont dessert, I smoke on a cookie

Yeah, much room, Bada-boom-bada-bang, taking hoes down
I’m a boss, I’m a king, that go
Have your bitch up on a pole
She [?] on a rope with the team that pro
I’m too cold let it go
Spit my guts out, scratchy throat
Cough on a coffin, killin’ a [?]
Should’ve been a hit, get up and go
The pirate that robbed [?] with a ride to a cold
Cokaine on a sieze, propaine on a beat, I’m a flame for the heat, you cold
Oldschool like a log in a blue stove
No fools will [?], but you know
No tools in the box you can’t screw
No crew got a Pac, if a [?]
Lame rappers, fuck outta here

Yeah, I ain’t a killer, don’t push me
Shawty when I get too boujee
But she see the car that I’m in and gon’ give me that pussy, okay Oh wait, Out there, I know why they looking
You got to hate, [?] so book me
I dont dessert, I smoke on a cookie


Cookies Lyrics
 

 
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