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bowser jr - apple trees lyrics

[verse 1: junior]
uh, me and my boys tryna get it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
hit the house tell me is you with it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
home invasion is still common (still common, still common)
from nine to five i know its more vacant, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do)
back when animal rappers wasn’t cool (they wasn’t cool, they wasn’t cool)
i got someone’s number then went to tell my bros (tell my bros, tell my bros)
then precious “meow meow meow” came on (“meow meow meow” came on, “meow meow mеow” came on)
ketchup all in our baked cookiеs, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
parked the car then we start drinking, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
the only thing we had to free our mind (free our mind, free our mind)
then freeze that root when we see dollar signs (see dollar signs, see dollar signs)
you looking like an easy number, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
a silver spoon i know you come from, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
and that’s a lifestyle that he never knew (we never knew, we never knew)
go start a ponzi scheme for the revenue

[chorus: junior]
it go cody’s house or joseph’s place
pick your poison tell me what you do
everybody gon’ respect the pick
but the one in front of the place sad forever (the one in front of the place, forever)
and i been hustlin’ all day, this a way, that a way
through c+n+ls and alleyways, just to say
apple trees is the perfect place to showcase and that’s just how i feel (now, now)
a dollar might, just f+ck your main b+tch, that’s just how i feel (now)
[post+chorus: junior]
a dollar might, say, “f+ck them n+ggas that you came with”, that’s just how i feel (now, now)
some dollars might, just make that human switch, that’s just how i feel (now)
a dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich, that’s just how i feel

[verse 2: junior]
dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do)
t bump that new lil t at the school (way at the school, way at the school)
you know big ballin’ with broseph (broseph)
doofy had us thinking rational (thinking rational, that’s rational)
back to reality he poor, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
another casualty at war, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
two bullets in my friends mama head (the mama head, mama head)
he said one day you’ll be gone, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
that burger king never hit the same (won’t hit the same, won’t hit the same)
a louis belt’ll never ease that pain (won’t ease that pain, won’t ease that pain)
but i’ma purchase when that day is jerkin’ (that day is jerkin’, day is jerkin’)
pull off at chuck with the car bumbin’ (car bumpin’, car skirtin’)
gang signs out the window, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
hoping all of ’em offend you, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
they say your dream is a pot of gold (a pot of gold, a pot of gold)
and we gon’ crash in when your on the stone

a dollar might, say, “f+ck them n+ggas that you came with”, that’s just how i feel (now, now)
some dollars might, just make that human switch, that’s just how i feel (now)
a dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich, that’s just how i feel

[bridge: junior]
be the last one out to get this dough? no way
love one of you bad ass hoes? no way
break the plate, then we break the glass? no way
hit the brakes, when they on patrol? no way
be the last one out to get this dough? no way
love one of you bad ass hoes? no way
break the plate, then we break the glass? no way
hit the brakes, when they on patrol? no way

[verse 3: cody nutkiss]
ken is rock hard in the bed where them g+ys take off your pockets
santa claus don’t miss them stockings, mouth get spilling, timmy topping
breaking news i’m cream whipping, ain’t my meat on thanksgiving
chef pee pee and me just hit yo daddy, i just hope the lord forgive him
days with ken wearing nothing, everyday i’m strugglin’
what else is a g+y to do when you eatin’ toys from the box sent?
gotta provide for my son ‘n’ ’em, they got the f+ck out of my way, b+tch
got that cheeks and got them ass in a pride parade, b+tch
do that work all in the bushes, hope that boy don’t see i smash
if they do. tell the truth, this ain’t the last time you gon see my ass
from the gardens where they fill your gut, them people searching boy blood
b+tches selling p+ssy, we selling d+ck, so it’s all good
broken promises, steal yo’ chefs body and tell him what time it is
take your d’s and tell you to kick it where a free frie is
in the house with a jew under my g+y ass cage
dreams of me getting shined on singing as a actor not an apple tree
[chorus: junior]
it go cody’s house or joseph’s place
pick your poison tell me what you do
everybody gon’ respect the pick
but the one in front of the place sad forever (the one in front of the place, forever)
and i been hustlin’ all day, this a way, that a way
through c+n+ls and alleyways, just to say
apple trees is the perfect place to showcase and that’s just how i feel (now, now)

[skit: chef pee pee]
junior, just get back with the car, man
i+i called in for another dish
i figured you weren’t gonna be back here on time anyway
look, sh+t, sh+t
i just wanna get out the house, man
your dad is watching charlyyyy, he feelin’ good as a motherf+cker
sh+t, i’m tryna get my thing goin’, too

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