Cookie Jar
• Written by unholypetras
unholypetras's Notes
song full of innuendos, yall can figure it urself i know u can. lmfao enjoyy- satan's baby (re-worked) out soon.
(I bake 'em fresh bitch!)
Sugary lil' cookie jar, cuz I show you where the cookies are.
When we in bed, we speed it fast, we in a race car.
Yeah, that shook me, couldn't even pick up my phone to hit up NASCAR.
Now come on with me, cuz I'mma rock your world, like a rock star.
I bake it, make it, fresh.
So you can taste it, taste it, bitch.
Know you hesitate it, hesitate it, yesh.
But you ain't gotta get away from it, away from it, yeeah.
I bake, bake, bake, bake, bake, bake.
So come on get a taste, taste, taste, taste, taste.
Yuh.
Hold the applause.
Yeah, I may be known only for my flaws,
inside my heads telling me evil thoughts.
But it's still cool just to dream man because, got the best thing I ever want.
Hit you up with some sugar, get in bed, afterward I can't walk.
You already got my cake, it's time for your (for your)
Woman on earth, bringing down heaven, also raising a bit of hell.
I'm just feeling it, because I'm a fuckin rebel.
When you reach inside the cookie jar,
That makes me wonder, how bizarre you are.
I bake, bake, bake, bake, bake, babe.
So come on get a taste, taste, taste, taste, taste.
Love how you whip it, and you love how I mix it.
Yuh, go get your wallet, because this cake 'n' cookie's expensive.
No need to get defensive, cuz baby it's that impressive. (Yeah, I serve it fresh.)
Let's get it going baby, we're going excessive.
Icing on the cake, baby it just came to your senses.
When you reach inside the cookie jar,
That makes me wonder, how bizarre you are.
I bake, bake, bake, bake, bake, babe.
So come on get a taste, taste, taste, taste, taste.
I bake it, make it, fresh.
So you can taste it, taste it, bitch.
Know you hesitate it, hesitate it, yesh.
But you ain't gotta get away from it, away from it, yeeah.
(I bake 'em fresh bitch!)
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unholypetras
Member since February 3 2021