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Bad Cookie

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Bad Cookie è stato pubblicato il 2 aprile 2016 da Tropidelic come parte dell'album Go Down with the Ship

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumGo Down with the Ship

Data di uscita2 aprile 2016

EtichettaTropidelic

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM75

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Tropidelic

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Matthew Colin Andrle

Matthew Colin Andrle

Songwriter

James Begin

Songwriter

Testi

Bad cookie, I like the way you looky

She a bad mamma jamma, got a magnet in her pussy

Rolling up a fat doobie in the back of the schoolie

And when she light it up she like, “what you think I’m a rookie?”

Bad cookie, tell your boss you’re playin’ hooky

‘Cause your fathers in the pen and your mama likes to boogie

Yeah it’s a hung jury what the fun done to me

Bad cookie, you only want me for some nookie

Two blunts, three fortys later I’m faded man I feel invaded

Sedated now I’m straight wasted I’m just tryna’ hang

This lady makes me feel crazy, now I’m not lazy

But lately she got me thinkin’ that this all just might be over man

Never met a girl and thought maybe that I could give this up

But she got me thinkin’ that maybe we both could live it up

Whipping around downtown and I know that this chick don’t give a fuck

Think she can hang with us?

She got me throwin’ up a white flag

Baby please, I’m on my knees

And I can picture you and me we sippin’ fortys on an empty beach

Don’t mean to slur my speech, you know that I’m in need

Of sittin’ next to you gettin’ faded on this Ohio tree

Bad cookie, I like the way you looky

She a bad mamma jamma, got a magnet in her pussy

Rolling up a fat doobie in the back of the schoolie

And when she light it up she like, “what you think I’m a rookie?”

Bad cookie, tell your boss you’re playin’ hooky

‘Cause your fathers in the pen and your mama likes to boogie

Yeah it’s a hung jury what the fun done to me

Bad cookie, you only want me for some nookie

She probably thinks that I’m an imbecile, smokin’ out my window sill

Pick her up from work then pack a bowl up of medicinal

Maybe I’m in need of clinicals, not even kind of cynical

I’ll buy that bitch a box of chocolates and a tandem bicycle

Relax and kick back with her shoes off

Then buy a rack, throw ’em back till the booze gone

You don’t even worry about tomorrow you got work off

Won’t wake up ‘cause you know I turned the snooze on

Said I’d never stop like I’m runnin’ from the cops

And I’m a bad bad man or so you thought

And time and time again you’d hit me up

But you’d leave every time feelin’ less than enough

Said I didn’t care, at least not enough

But at the same time I thought you cared too much

We started out gold, turned to silver and bronze

Now I think that we are rust

Bad cookie, I like the way you looky

She a bad mamma jamma, got a magnet in her pussy

Rolling up a fat doobie in the back of the schoolie

And when she light it up she like, “what you think I’m a rookie?”

Bad cookie, tell your boss you’re playin’ hooky

‘Cause your fathers in the pen and your mama likes to boogie

Yeah it’s a hung jury what the fun done to me

Bad cookie, you only want me for some nookie

I’m throwing up a white flag too many drinks too many smokes

Cookie got it real bad, she wanna see how far this goes

But before she roll her eyes at it I’m out that open door

Until cookie realize that she won’t see me no more

Written by: James Begin, Matthew Colin Andrle

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