Mann Cookies Og Lyrics


Cookies & Og by Mann

[Verse 1: Mann]
The West La Rep Back in affect
Probably catch me at your local bank cashing a check
And my girl probably the baddest thing that you've never met
And you know exactly what we do right after the sex
Catch our breath, hold up

Roll over roll up
Then we do it over and over and over
She my little rider my little soldier
She fuck with a youngin' swag cause I'm from California

So she know what's up
Steady floating up they gone notice us cause we dope as fuck
Waiting til headliners open up til then I'm yosted up
Smoking the most potent blunt with the homies

And my main thang under my arm, but she ain't the only one
Just a young nigga having fun
Never leave the house without grabbin one
Condom and a loud pack of that bomb
Girl we got them cookies come and get you some

[Hook: Ty Dolla Sign]
Wake up and I'm rolling weed up
Wake up and I'm rolling weed up
Cookies Or the OG
Got a bad bitch and she smoke weed

I hit the weed so I'll be forever high
I hit the weed so I'll be forever high
I hit the weed so I'll be forever high
Forever high, forever high, forever high

[Verse 2: Mann]
Smoking that good smoking that loud smoking that bomb shit
Mann dem roll a rasta bob marley bad mon spliff
Gettin to them dollarsigns like who I'm on this song with
Get money like my palms itch, my girl just took a bong rip

When she get high that mean she really ready
I get to playing with that ass like it was silly putty
Always keeping it 100 never change for anybody
I'm a be the man whether poor paid or get plenty money

I'll be the same nigga, nothing switched up but the program
She work the dispensary, I told her to slide me more grams
And she did now we lifted off what she twisted
And I'm a repeat this part incase the first time you missed it

Just a young nigga having fun
Never leave the house without grabbing one
Condom and aloud pack of that bomb
Girl we got them cookies come and get you some

[Hook]

I hit the weed so Ill be forever high
She give me brain while we riding in a car
She said a plane couldn't take her up to mars
I put a molly on her tonged now she's ours
She want a westside westside westside
Nigga like me
Westside, westside, westside

[Hook]

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