Lyrics:
"Welcome, you've got mail" {AOL sample}
(Computer) {sample repeats in BG}
It was Sunday night, instead of doing what I usually do I..
CHORUS:
I
Apples are to die for
To die for
Apples are to die for
I think I'm gonna die
I think I'm gonna die
On the screen love flashes by computer
Computer
bitter taste, slim waist, I'm gon' hit it
We low-key baby, like a baritone
Apple computer, e-mail me to come screw ya
Run through ya, undo ya bra, gimme
poll in it
Cold guinness, bitter taste, slim waist, I'm gon hit it
We low-key baby, like a baritone
Apple computer, e-mail me to come scoop ya
Run
Apple like Mac
That's that computer love
I kill that p****
But I don't go to the funeral
Cause I'mma wear this a** out like a uniform
So ride this dick
Apple like Mac
That's that computer love
I kill that pussy
But I don't go to the funeral
'Cause I'mma wear this ass out like a uniform
So ride this dick
swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like Mac
That's that computer love
And get that pussy when I took her to the funeral
Girl I'ma wear that ass
I see a lot of styles when I'm watching videos
Looking at the background talking at the hoes
Then they are and be cats incorporated rap into their
Apple like Mac
That's that computer love
I kill that p****
But I don't go to the funeral
Cause I'mma wear this a** out like a uniform
So ride this dick
chasing my bag, I'm tryna get it ample
Glued to my computer, I feel like I work at Apple
I don't fuck with corporations, had to leave jobs
I'm tryna be
karma, Taylor Swift
Got everything I want but I'm sick of it
I've been watching my phone for like half of it
My computer, the other, my other half
Just
to the rushin'
Of the wheels
The big boys, they all got computers; got incorporated, too
Me, I just know how to raise things
That was all I ever knew
Now,
computer, I self tutor
The music is the simulator, facin' the user
I do it for those who walk the same road
And no regrets do I hold for the path I
MILLENNIUM PIE
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember how
Computers used to make me smile.
And I knew
if I had my chance,
That I could make
Apple like Mac
That's that computer love
I kill that pussy
But I don't go to the funeral
Cause I'mma wear this ass out like a uniform
So ride this dick
and a apple bottom, bite that Apple like Mac
That's that computer love, I kill that pussy but I don't go to the funeral
Girl I'm gonna' wear that ass out like
Take a good look at us now
Four Apples up on Top
You ain't gonna make em drop
Four of us on a journey now
From that
R. C. I. P
Incorporated
Take
now
Karen please tell the people what you
Do at the Apple store
KAREN: I help customers fix problems
With their Apple computers
KANYE: Haaaaaaaa!
and seek
Piggy's hiding on the table with
An apple in her teeth
Granny's sitting by the fire
She's just trying to get some sleep
And Cartoon Cat is in her
I don't do computers but I sipped Hi-Tech
I don't do computers but my chips like that
I don't do computers but my shooters put a bullet wound in ya
magician who arrived in a garden of thousand mirror monsters and long sumptuous golden apple trees in a chariot he got from some stranger who looks a lot
the screen just goes all grey.
Close the drive
Clear the cache
(Sometime today)
I'm a human
You're my computer
We work together
(usually)
And I'm on my
They've incorporated their culture and their values
into the city and they've enriched the city
both like, from uh, you know work ethic
and you know
They've incorporated their culture and their values into the city and they've enriched the city
both like, from uh, you know work ethic and you
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