Pies Lyrics by Pusha T
Do you wanna make pies? Yes, I wanna make pies.
Let me see it in your eyes, I wanna make pies.
Then try this exercise.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies?
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
Pirate’s big pants, watch birds break-dance,
I measure the perfect, the product’s in great hands.
You want the sports, cook it to the owls,
For such a deal in 12 thousand on my king coil.
God, couple diamonds, kick it, delloy it.
Roger federal, Rolex, my wrist royal.
Yeah, guillard, trunks for luggage,
Tell ‘em, Dominic, the pleasant not the suggage.
Oh, it’s only luxury, you know I got it,
It’s life’s goal and you can’t live without it.
Take a look at it, Jimmy closet.
Wild world upon men in velinciadas.
Sponse it, the next turn trip, hold up, we need monsters.
This deep booty who made mobsters.
Now you break bread and we crack lobsters.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies?
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies?
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
Do you wanna make pies? Yes, I wanna make pies.
Let me see it in your eyes, I wanna make pies.
Then try this exercise.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies?
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
Pirate’s big pants, watch birds break-dance,
I measure the perfect, the product’s in great hands.
You want the sports, cook it to the owls,
For such a deal in 12 thousand on my king coil.
God, couple diamonds, kick it, delloy it.
Roger federal, Rolex, my wrist royal.
Yeah, guillard, trunks for luggage,
Tell ‘em, Dominic, the pleasant not the suggage.
Oh, it’s only luxury, you know I got it,
It’s life’s goal and you can’t live without it.
Take a look at it, Jimmy closet.
Wild world upon men in velinciadas.
Sponse it, the next turn trip, hold up, we need monsters.
This deep booty who made mobsters.
Now you break bread and we crack lobsters.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies?
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies, pies?
Do you wanna make, do you wanna make, do you wanna make pies?
Yes, I wanna make.
