Apple Pie

She say your bad ass always had a thing for sweets
Guess thats why Im so hot on the street
Wont you and your friends come eat with me
And let me show you how to whip that recipe
She say your bad ass always had a thing for sweets
Guess thats why Im so hot on the street
Wont you come over and eat with me
And let me show you how to whip-whip-whip -whip that recipe
I dont want your apple pie, mama, yeah
I aint tryna dap up niggas blockin me, yeah
Made it out the spot, straight to Quintana
And Im still that nigga with diamonds on my blocka
I say when they come at me I bet they have some backup
I bet I take your bitch, she take that dick straight up the stasher
Keep an ounce of garlic just to keep away the Draculas
I just seek out to find my home, why cant they just leave me lone?
Cause I dont want your apple pie, no no mama
I dont want your apple pie, no, yeah
I dont want your apple pie, mami
I dont want your apple pie no more
I need my own pepper pepper, please, pepper, pepper seeds
Need my own reme-remedy, my own legacy
Yeah, I dont want your apple pie, mama
I need my own pepper please
My own legacy, my own recipe
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I came to get it nominated
From a spot that yall seen Bun B blow up
I hate to break your heart, I bet Ill make the mark
That yall see a legacy go up
Goyard done break your pockets
Boy Im out in Paris lettin all these beats go up
I makein one appearance what these niggas hatin makin in four seasons
H-Town, know we gon stunt
Im for real and your Rollie tick
Look bitch, this the Rodeo
But I aint goin out for your bullshit
And I dont want your apple pie, mama
I dont wanna dap up niggas blockin me
I am everything except a rapper
Shit I got it lit, 25 lighters on my dresser, oh , yeah
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Roxanne tonight
Roxanne tonight (Yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (Yup, yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (Yup, yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (Yup, yup, yup)
Roxanne tonight (Yup, yup, yup)
Que será, será, so the story goes
On and on and back and forth, the evolutions absolute
Tours and shows and groupie whores
Wouldnt hesitate if he had to shoot
Though hed rather not
Forever been the elephant in the room
That everyone cant wait to run and tell about
The head to the body of the belligerent militant group
That sponsors the revolution that will not be televised
Decide to cross those lil guys, youve obviously been ill-advised
Yet and still, the question that arises to the mind
Will he make it? Was it worth it?
Did he win? Will he survive? The Rodeo