Apple Cobbler (Album Version)

LL Cool J Apple Cobbler
Uhh   uhh   uhh   uh-huh
Uhh   uhh   that joint is hot baby
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 - 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 2-way  stay in touch
I'm gon' scoop you  heat you up
Take you  bake you  eat you up
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