Pink Cookies In A Plastic Bag Lyrics by L.l. Cool J

Pink Cookies In A Plastic Bag Lyrics

    The act of makin love...is...

    [refrain]
    Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
    Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings

    I'll take 30 electric chairs
    And put'em in a classroom
    30 mc's
    And set'em free from thier doom.
    Just like a tomahawk cuts through the wind
    When we begin
    The wheel of furtune it spins
    Holdin'
    The rhythm like elastic
    Moldin'
    Your whole body like plastic
    So why try to deny what ya already know ya love
    Up above
    Cause the mania
    Hysteria
    In the streets
    While ya lovers gettin merrier
    In the sheets
    I met this lady named
    Sweet young thing and
    She gave me that feelin
    That sunshine bring in.
    Hordable
    Sportable
    Totally affordable
    Silky smooth
    Voice was real audible.
    I said your cool as ice cuba
    She said, "your that public enemy
    I seen on the tuba."
    Naw.
    I'm like your uncle baby.
    The style of your beautiful face
    Drives me crazy.
    Well can we do ya so heavy ah d?
    She said, "you tried to play me
    Like big dad-dy."
    I said, "i know your tribe,
    I called and re-quested
    For you to be manifested."
    She said, "you know the same gang and my flava unit too?"
    I said, "you only knew the certain things i wanna do, do you?"
    Rub ya down with warm ice-t
    Make ya feel bran nubien
    In-stant-ly.
    Boogie down
    And check this production.
    Gimme them lips
    They look good for suction.
    She said, "sweet tease
    Cool with a little almond joy
    On the side
    Just doin' the fly"
    You like poundcake?
    Comin' to my house
    Turn on the lights
    And see me on the couch.
    I said, "do the jingle
    And your from around the way.
    I like your earrings
    L's
    But anyway...
    Your grand-daddy is
    Here to spread cheer.
    Somethin nice and smooth
    With my tounge in your ear.
    Give me a snack
    Some salt and pepper on a burger.
    Ice cube t
    Or if you prefer the
    Taste of honey kid
    Ride in my capri and
    That's the joint
    They got the real clear cd in.
    She said, "stars couldn't get me in a car.
    I don't know what type of man ya are.
    You might know karate
    Do me and get away
    I got a glimpse of your license plate
    N-w-a."

    [refrain] (x2)

    She was chubb-y and
    Ready to rock
    Naughty by nature and
    Part of my private stock and
    Ridin in the relax
    Frame of mind and
    Hmmmmmmmmmmmm...
    Hammer timin.
    Incredible.
    So edible
    And unforgettable.
    Soft like a q-tip
    I'd love to get with you
    Cause i'm the type of guy that got props do
    Feel it in mo and more.......
    When i get ready for a showcase
    Put together well
    I go deep
    And have an oil well
    Show and tell.
    I said, "yo-yo!
    You're so intelligent
    And elegent."
    I n-i never run to be d
    With another mc
    I got what i want
    Right in front of me.
    I know a kid named k
    He's a md.
    Last time i heard
    Yo, was gettin real friendly.
    Belly to belly and
    Chest to chest
    Thigh by thigh
    Leg by leg and
    I guess.
    Ain't no way to get ya out
    Your so caught up s-e-x-u-a-l - sort
    Of a freaky situation
    With a peppermint twist
    Ricky or mike is next on the list.
    Nastified and all-funkified
    Come'on
    Come'on
    Come'on
    Ride.
    Can you hear?
    Never fear
    Whatcha hear.
    What ya hear
    Is it clear?
    Understand
    And love ya big dear
    And i will appear
    My dear
    With a beer
    And bags full of cheer
    And waterbed...
    Yeah!
    Cause i rumble and groan.
    She said, "you got to be bad to
    Make the moanie moan."
    Ain't no reason to front
    On the way your life shown.
    Booyaa!
    How i'm jumpin' your bones
    Like a grand
    Master in a flash.
    Put out your cigarette
    And rest your tired ash.
    All i wanna do
    Is make woopie
    Your my pink cookie.
    Not a wookie
    When you take it off
    I'd love a lookie.
    Cause i'ma mix it up toss style.
    Peace out
    You got the sexual profile.

    [refrain]

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