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ricky hil - cookies and apple juice lyrics

[ricky]

limosa nostra
now listen
headband
boogie (yeah)

i one night it
i just light it
i don’t never write it
i just spite it
i meant spit it
don’t you f-cking get it
i’m the illest with it
all my clothes fitted
and the morphine got me leanin’ like i’m tilted
mama said that she been on for a month now
i told her that she probably never gonna come down
but it don’t matter baby, we could get it done now
now i’m from ct, baby tell them where you from now
but she don’t care, she just keep typing on her pager
she get too cute then she get lost like i erase her
i ain’t the captain, i ain’t gon save her
probably cause the other dudes gotta pay her

mama i ain’t really doin sh-t tomorrow
i know you fly you rock the loubies not the zara
alotta tats i rock my b-ttons to my collar
and you ain’t gotta do nuthin just swalla

and now i could get the feelin that she on somethin’
and the peoples to my side say she want somethin’
and the dude with her, he ain’t really off nothin’
i know, i’mma go and put her on somethin’

i’m rick hil, comin’ straight up outta sl!ckville
lighin’ up my blunts with a black bic still
and the b-tches ’round my way takin’ pics still
they blow a kiss to hil, let me hit their cl-ts still

now i’m just kushin’, she just pushin with that fat p-ssy
they just lookin, they ain’t f-ckin’ with my black stussy
we be hookin’, they ain’t bookin’ any bad p-ssy
i had a good one, ’06 fat tooshie

shout out to [?]
i’m just f-ckin’ around

- ricky hil lyrics

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