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Cookies

(album: Hidden Clouds - 2014)


Cookies, cookies, cookies

Look, uh
Bout to hop on that 5
Fucking with my nigga Dakota out in Van Nuys
Living life on the cloudy, always tryna get high
G got a beach house in Newport and shit be live
He deserve that shit he been balling, niggas salute
Len just landed at LAX I gotta swoop
But bad bitch candid, right there I gotta recruit
Hope we got room for her to crash land with the, group
Uh, easy roll it up automatic
I was finna tell him but he knew it, telepathic
I'm a level past high my life feels holographic
Bumper to bumper you can smell that cookie smoke in traffic

Then the girl that I'm in love with
Hit me up on some buzz shit
But she was only buzzin off some love shit
But I had the mindset of fuck it, I was blowing on

Cookies, cookies (yea yea)
Cookies, cookies (a fat blunt of the)
Cookies, cookies
Cookies, cookies (take a puff of the)
Cookies, cookies, cookies
Take a puff of the cookies

I pull up to the Newport beach house
With enough weed to turn it into a treehouse
Niggas looking suspicious 'cause they focused on niggas in the room full of bitches
Wow, you niggas might be gay, or you took that L
'Cause you ain't got no game
Meanwhile I'm slowly turning into the Joogernaut, boy
Feeling like a hot boy (off of that Ciroc boy)
Me and Len loaded at the beach
Look down the sand and spotted a couple freaks
I'm off that Ciroc Peach and a blunt of the loud
Two big black niggas that stand out in the crowd
Looking back for Dakota, you know he don't give a damn
He got two white girls making out on cam
Man, typical that nigga wild
Light another one 'cause I was just starting to come down off the

Cookies, cookies (yea yea)
Cookies, cookies (a fat blunt of the)
Cookies, cookies
Cookies, cookies (take a puff of the)
Cookies, cookies, cookies
Take a puff of the cookies

Rolling up a big fat blunt of the (cookies, cookies, cookies)
I have a girl but I might be in love with the (cookies, cookies, cookies)
'Cause I swear they take me high
'Cause I swear they take me high
So far away when I'm blowing on

Cookies, cookies
Cookies, cookies
Cookies, cookies
Cookies, cookies
Take a puff of the cookies, cookies, cookies
Boss

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