Lyrics Applesauce - Smokey Jonez

Yeh that pussy gushy sound like applesauce
Pick me up wit' T&A that's if the Packers lost
Please don't nag me bitch I'm tryna get that package off
Got a Gucci mane was hoping for an Asher Roth
Keep some gold around my wrist i feel like Tutankhamun
Swag got her out her noodle she could use some ramen
I don't even trip when she wanna ask for shit
I done slutted her ass out dawg you can have her then
Top me off look in my face say she my nasty bitch
Drink some water after semen tasty beverages
No attitude I'm really chillin I ain't Beckham bent
You ain't tell em that's my pussy, better tell em then
Smokey Stand on Punk Niggas, Double SPN
You ain't catch us on that reel you better check again
I just want 100 mil n get it wit my friends
Just cause you breathing that don't really mean you living fam

Hoes gone be hoes nigga
I keep it pimpin baby imma slam some doors nigga
Turnt my savage up on Burleigh I'm bout to Go rilla
Tryna put some charges on me I'm her throat killer
From the 414 don't fuck wit 304 niggas
Really dope nigga baking soda stove whipper
That's the flow nigga you ain't even close nigga
Won't be the first I know hoes gone be hoes nigga

Nasty, puttin on her make up man I thought the bitch was classy
Changed my mind like every time I fucked like this a slut hoe
Grab the back her head and go to work like this some good throat
Slap that shit all on her pretty face that's where that gunk go
Keep it P I tell her get real nasty and she spit
Bitch you bet not never swallow nothin let it drip
Wesley Pipes talk really dawg nasty to the bitch
Bussed her down quick she remind me of my zip
Love a freak like that lil one Kapri and Ms. Roxy
Turned her out now that's what you call sloppy toppy
Pull up and she come out to the whip know she got me
Got her off the brown and now she feeling foxy
She's a whore ya daughter that bitch need some holy water
How she do all them tricks right there, Smokey taught her
Had her screamin out Daddy like she Smokey daughter
Fucked around and dodged a big Bullet drove a charger

Hoes gone be hoes nigga
I keep it pimpin baby imma slam some doors nigga
Turnt my savage up on Burleigh I'm bout to Go rilla
Tryna put some charges on me I'm her throat killer
From the 414 don't fuck wit 304 niggas
Really dope nigga baking soda stove whipper
That's the flow nigga you ain't even close nigga
Won't be the first I know hoes gone be hoes nigga