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Doja Cat
Doja Cat
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Amala Zandile Dlamini
Amala Zandile Dlamini
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David Sprecher
David Sprecher
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Rogét Chahayed
Rogét Chahayed
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Kurtis Mckenzie
Kurtis Mckenzie
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Jon Mills
Jon Mills
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Yeti Beats
Yeti Beats
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The Arcade
The Arcade
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Rogét Chahayed
Rogét Chahayed
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Rian Lewis
Rian Lewis
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Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
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Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
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[Verse 1]
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
[Verse 2]
Brookie, he rookie, he want that cookie, the cookie
I think you thirsty, you milking it
Tryna crook me, mistook me for something sweet and you're right
But I can't be that tonight
Love had her shaving it clean, but now that pussy on wookie
[Verse 3]
Boy, go and handle your part
Caught you with hands in that jar
Sucking that sweet tooth, that canker sore
Too long, need to crank it more
[Verse 4]
And you know you've been saving
For all them bitches who pay you more
He call me Oreo
Break it and lick the flavor off, and
[Verse 5]
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
[Verse 6]
And what, you looking for it?
And what, you looking for it?
And what, you looking for it?
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that
[Verse 7]
Everybody like, notice me, senpai
Y'all **** all woe is me, woe is me
On the billboard, that's me, Senpai
Y'all **** ain't cold as me, hold my hoops
Knock it out cold, all these hands tied
I fight for the cause, and tight with ya broad
'Cause I can't afford that
Drama come, I ignore that
Fuck talking, she record that
Pokémon, boy, you Snorlax
Swear they been sleeping on me
I give you Hollywood teas
Breakfast at Tiffany's
Ain't got a reason to be seeing me
You seeing all that you see
Baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 8]
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
[Verse 9]
And what you looking for it?
And what you looking for it?
And what you looking for it?
Caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar, yeah
[Verse 10]
Boy, I know that you need that choco chip
I got extra taco, but you better bring that macho grip
Not gon' fuck around, you had me fooled, thinking you not gon' slip
It's my modern life, make me wanna find some Rocko dick
I will dig it up and ring that shit back like some moccasins
You don't want these problems, fuck a promise, I will not forget
I thought love was blind, but you looking, tryna find a trick
Fine as this, you won't get these sweets again, like Violet, you childish
[Verse 11]
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy, what you looking for?
You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
[Verse 12]
And what, you looking for it?
And what, you looking for it?
And what you looking for it?
Caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
[Verse 13]
And what you looking for it?
And what you looking for it?
And what you looking for it?
Caught your ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Written by: Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Jon Mills, Kurtis Mckenzie, Rogét Chahayed
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