Lyrics Shakewell – Cookies
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Been pourin the Wock up, it all that I need
Lil shorty bad and conceited
Bitch I’m the plug, don’t ask what I need
I pick the nugs out the tree
Pack it up, I can ship it to you, be the bankerman, keep a dozen Rugers
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Say you need an eighth of the indoor
I just keep movin’ ten packs of the outdoor
Why you keep askin’ where the out for?
If you don’t know don’t know me don’t call on my trap door
?, bitch that’s every week
Choppers ‘gon play, then I let it scream
Spend my green hunnids, got blues on me
I need a plug on some good OG
Send me the play, ?
I just hit a lick, four hunnid and I’m still lookin’
Hunnid on ?
and I’m still juggin’
Fam gotta eat, in the kitchen, so I’m still cookin’
?, bitch that’s every day
XD and Glock .40, let it spray
Kudos gon’ run ’em down, broad day
Half ?
will travel, any state
I keep a plane on me, hate hills
Shameless money, movin’ all them pain pills
I pop a 30, got pain still
Shooters hangin’, bangin’ out the windowsill
Don’t say no name, if you do, you get shanked
hoes, shit that I hate
Hoes and them thots, that’s that shit that I love
Slow walk in the bank, I be off all them drugs
Been pourin the Wock up, it all that I need
Lil shorty bad and conceited
Bitch I’m the plug, don’t ask what I need
I pick the nugs out the tree
I keep a Glock in my handbag, ain’t kick the cup, where my drank at?
Pack it up, I can ship it to you, be the bankerman, keep a dozen Rugers
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