Batches &Cookies -Lizzo
Composed by：Melissa Jefferson/Aaron Mader/Ryan Olson/Lauren Alford
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
Got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my what
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
Got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my what
Remember that gooey gooey you took and said ooh wee ooh wee
I need two or two-eee of these for my baby boo-ee ooo-ee
Talking like boobies you got a nice pair like some boobies
And you high off that doobie doobie with your Mystery Machine Scooby
Feeling bad well you should be BP don't make nothing cheapie
Hanging with them creepy creepies I sitting in back with PPs
Lookin'holy holy while looking through them holy holies
Holy guacamole you got that gooey now you a phony
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
Got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my what
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
Got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my what
Outside of the club
And I'm drip-drip-dripping sugar sweet
Cinnamon on skin with the hooligans
Y'all came to rock and we came to ah
Put a sting in her lips in got for the eye
Go on take a sip got milk in her thighs
Set do on sunny day from green tube
And my high prices for the
Dream-dream not 'cause I mean
It means a thing to take from me
Unless it's just some DMT that's all up in my energy
Yup yup go on place that bet
If you wanna come test in the mama's nest
With a bullet vest and curious chest
Got the ammo on the brain but I hide the best
Hey I'm pumped up call me dough cooking
Gooey salty soul tookin'batches in a row lookin'
Magic as all hell we livin'never ever will we give in
To a wack beat f**k with
Lazerbeak in these mad streets
Get it go there and we give it haters will forbid it
They fall into the minutes because of imagination
Now the ones who in the nation
We the ones who need escapin'
Then we find some new ovens and we made it
Six-pence and land on the richer
Cut a niggah up and hung him like Jack the Ripper
Undo your zipper get on your knees
And get ready for the industry in a nutshell get it
Them goods don't get got if it's the only thing you got
Better keep them in that hot black pot
The only thing colder than the local
Tell another winter
Thrift store shopping look like Anna Wintour
You ain't gotta ask about it 'cause I been hurr
Ridin'in them chariots like we in Ben Hur
Yah sure ya know yah sure ya know yah sure ya know
Rappin'and rappin'and I been steadily stackin'
I put these n***as in napkins
And tuck 'em down for a nap
And apologies to the capitol because I don't pay my capital
And if you happen to hear this then
Just pretend that you didn't at all stop
Hahahahaah
I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies
Got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my what
Batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my batches and cookies
I got my batches and cookies I got my what
Yeah
Ooh goo cookies cream
Ooh goo cookies cream