Apple Cobbler Lyrics - The Definition - Ll Cool J

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 rubber band in the truck 

Count up the money, I'ma stand in the cut 

Stroll in the party and I toast Chris' up 

Tell that a muh hucca gets this up 

Shake that cookie like what, like what 

Toss me a drop it's like lightnin' 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 gonna eat till I'm filled up 

Throw it to me, that apple cobbler 

Baby it, can I see, that apple pie? 

I said, throw it to me, that apple cobbler 

Baby it, can I get, 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 two way, stay in touch 

I'm gonna scoop you, heat you up 

Take you, bake you, eat you up 

Throw it to me, that apple cobbler 

Baby it, can I see, that apple pie? 

I said throw it to me, that apple cobbler 

Baby it, can I get, can I get it deep fried? 

Turn that hair 'round, buck them hips 

Love when your hair get stuck to your lips 

Apple cobbler sweet and thick 

I'm gonna eat you till 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 pitch 

You know me, my cake is sick 

Me and Timbo makin' hits 

Apple cobbler, thick and rich 

Just how hot can one girl get? 

Throw it to me, that apple cobbler 

Baby it, can I see, that apple pie? 

I said throw it to me, that apple cobbler 

Baby it, can I get, can I get it deep fried?