Apple Cobbler

Uh (oh)

Uh (oh)

Uh (oh, yeah, yeah)

Uh-huh, uh (come on, come on, L)

Uh (look at that girl)

Uh (you ready, boy?) Woo!

That joint is hot (come on), baby (yes, sir)

Lights, camera, action, hold up

You know my style, I been blowed up

Paper was young, now it's growed up

Stacks so thick, it's hard to fold up

Yo, B, find another rubberband in the truck

Count up the money, I'ma stand in the cut

Stroll in the party and I toast Cris' up

Tell that a muh-hucca gets this up

Shake that cookie like what, like what

Toss me a drop, it's like lightning struck

Look at that apple cobbler butt

Whatchu wanna do, whatchu think? Want cut

NBA Live in my truck

Parkin' lot like all jammed up

If there's beef, it's best you duck

I'm gon' eat 'til I'm filled up

Throw it to me, that apple cobbler

Baby it, can I see (can I see) that apple pie?

I said throw it to me (oh), that apple cobbler

Baby it, can I get (hey), can I get it deep-fried?

So much sugar, it's makin' my head rush

Tell me what the recipe is for that stuff

Break me off a piece of crust

I'm so full, I'm 'bout to bust

Just one slice is not enough

Dang, that thang tight like handcuffs

What I gotta say to you for you to give it up?

What if I was payin' you so you could live it up?

Hoochie seats inside yo' truck

Tiffany rocks and trillion cuts

You be Starsky, I be Hutch

Ride shotgun, I pop that clutch

Juicy sweatpants drive me nuts

Take my two-way, stay in touch

I'm gon' scoop you, heat you up

Take you, bake you, eat you up

Throw it to me, that apple cobbler

Baby it, can I see (can I see) that apple pie?

I said throw it to me (oh), that apple cobbler

Baby it, can I get (hey), can I get it deep-fried?

Turn that hair 'round, buck them hips

Love when your hair get stuck to your lips

Apple cobbler, sweet and thick

I'm gon' eat you 'til I'm sick

Yo' dessert is worth a grip

I admit you make me trip

Make me wanna run to the mall like I'm a trick

I can't believe you're makin' a baller, have a fit

Trippin', switchin' past my clique

Lick that juicy, ask my clique

Stretch them jeans, girl, make them fit

Make me go outside and pit

You know me, my cake is sick

Me and Timbo makin' hits

Apple cobbler, thick and rich

Just how hot can one girl get?

Throw it to me, that apple cobbler

Baby it, can I see (can I see) that apple pie?

I said throw it to me (oh), that apple cobbler

Baby it, can I get (hey), can I get it deep-fried?