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Cookie Cutter Kid Lyrics - Singles - Bis

Yeah! Uhm 

Look Pockets looking cakey like these bummy bitches make up 

It's room service bitch, the game requested that it get waked up! 

See all I see is paper like my secretary's staplers 

So if this was yo job, then I'm thinkin' your about to get a pay cut! 

This my lane so fuck road rage, fuck yo anger! 

I swear they really wanna cuff this pretty young thing, like a bailiff! 

Plus I'm cute 

And I be killing games since way back when it was Sega! 

I be repping Texas but I'm so Cali like a Laker 

Yeah, yeah I'm kind of cocky 

When it come to what I'm made of 

Cause we, we ain't the same 

And they don't want you from the waist up! 

You the cookie cutter type and they call me the baker! 

And all I see is numbers, numbers, numbers like a pager 

I kill em and collect em 

Watch me murder grass pesos 

I swear you got to feel where the fuck I'm coming from like a taser 

Cause if she fuck with me 

Then not even the captain finna save her! 

These bitches thinking they beefing 

Fuck around and get fed, laid up! 

 

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I be looking, looking, looking 

I don't see no difference! 

Cookie, cookie, cookie 

All these cookie cutter bitches! 

Fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches 

Oh cookie cutter bitches! 

And I be looking, looking, looking 

I don't see no difference! 

Cookie, cookie, cookie 

All these cookie cutter bitches! 

Fuck these bitches, fuck these bitches! 

Oh cookie cutter bitches! 

 

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Look! You are just a small fry 

But I'll turn you to mashed potato 

I'm here to bring the flavor 

Just like a turkey baster 

I could be the finisher that will make ya meet your maker 

See, if you still sleeping, I'm a wake and bake and shake ya 

See, I be repping real women so bitches seeming faker 

Now they be tripping on me, like MGK say, "lace up!" 

Cause my style is permanent and these bitches dry eraser 

And all you April fools, I'll kill you off before um, May come! 

Yeah, I know guerrilla warfare if you wanna ape up 

All these chicks be thinking they beast well watch me tame em' 

Greeting earthlings, "hi!" As-salam alaykum 

Cause I'm out of this world, this illegal alien way up! 

I'm ahead of my time but I like competing so I be waiting 

Then I turn the lights on these roach bitches and I raid 'em 

Bitches owe me royalties for jacking lyrics, so pay up! 

Cause most of you bitches rappin' know nothing about me 

But you wishing that I never came up! 

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