Pull up to the crib and a nigga on silk… come fuck with a nigga
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‘Bout to bang on the pussy like I’m blowin’ up the crib… fuck with a nigga
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You gon’ wanna claim this dick… fuck with a nigga
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Fuck with a nigga... come fuck with a nigga
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Ooh... she roller-coastered on it
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Ooh... she threw it up, I alley'd, ooh...
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Then I beat the pussy 'til it's blue
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Girl you know you got that good, yeah
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[Hook]
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... like an Oreo
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I love to lick the middle like an Oero (turn up)
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Oreo... Oreo, like an Oreo...
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I wanna bite it and get inside it 'til I get you gone
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... like an Oreo
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I love to lick the middle like an Oero (turn up)
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Oreo... Oreo, like an Oreo...
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I wanna bite it and get inside it 'til I get you gone
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You wan' know how I get down?
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You wan' know how I get down?
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You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this my mouth
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You wan' know how I get down?
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You wan' know how I get down?
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You wonder how I'm the best and can do all this my mouth
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[Bridge]
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Cookie, cookie, cookie - I'm a cookie monster
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Break your back, crack it open like a lobster
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... I kill the pussy, dig her
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Great... she grab the wood like grippin'... grain...
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I told her "put it in my face"
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Let it rain... let it rain...
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3]
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Girl, I've got a sweet tooth - ain't nothin' sweeter than you
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I'mma eat it up, beat it up, 'til you holler out "truce"
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My bed could be your stage, and I'mma make you a star
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Your legs in the air, my hands all off up in your cookie jar
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Yeah I'm hittin' every spot on your map, that's me goin' on tour
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My Tom Ford, your Just Cavalli, that's clothes all on the floor
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You throwin' ass, I'm catchin' it, the neighbours keeping score
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Louis Armstrong, I pick you up, eat that against the door
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[Hook]
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Cookie (Dirty Ver.)
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| R. Kelly |
