Apples

[Kool Keith] You know women are like You know women are like apples They're like fruit when you go to the store I dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble Pick out the apples I dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble Pick out the apples, apples, apples I did the game already before they made Parker Brothers You bought the Donny Pizo, ruin the game I put the first man on the moon, presented new in the game In the back war to watch When the mink got stained I tricked the money off With the ladies for the breast surgery, gave the woman a brain Right beside your toilet, my rubber remain I reduce the lower rate, and eatin rate, but my status gain Four tiny pieces in a bucket Hit the In-N-Out Burger, get in the carpool lane Beyond the average dust smoker, '73 cats put down the cocaine [Nancy Des Rose] Lyrical fiction is what they call it, poetical phrase that you inhale Steadily lettin the words flow to your brain Ladies not being true to their game Liars, cheaters and deceivers blindfoldin women, prayin on weak players Girls hatin the next level vibe like I'm from some other tribe Too blessed to be stress ladies and gents I'm comin at you like a glass of milk with Oreos, I need a sweettooth I know you just wanna say my name, lady fame Droppin gold metaphors while you do your chores As I step up I made you sweat so hot better lick your fingers before you touch Master telepathic energy tantalizing your, lymphatic sensory Unlike any other female I'm no chick I don't walk around thinkin I got a dick, the strictly fancy, lady I get nasty instead of being crafty Keep up your, optimism can't no one curse, me Thinkin they can put me in a hearse, God's got me He'll never leave me, nor forsake me, like they say {*foreign language*} Stay focused on your goal Stop sweatin other hoes, just rock your flow, get your own glow My message grows like a seed planted deep inside of you Open your mind to a new sound, lyrical prose and verse [Kool Keith] And verse You know how girls are Sometimes get complex, but we still the supermarket, and I dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble (Dibble and dabble) Check out my apples I dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble, dibble and dabble Dibble and dabble, check out the apples CHECK~! out the apples Check out the apples, whoahhohh Some of the cartoon Fat Albert shirt-ass monkies Think of the new wave overnight gangsta visit, the grave Man you get the face, you need a close shave, go back in your hut Think you're jealous cause I'm like Liu Kang The man can't scratch a cut, that's right, when I get into that butt You see the kid, like a squirrel out there you're tryin to get a nut That's right, we come, that's right, we take girls out to Pizza Hut We get 'em down, with the sound, groove Uptown Northbound to the Bronx, Boogie Down, we kick to the left and right That's right, lyrics come tight