Uploaded on Jun 4, 2006
Matt (Prezervative) teamed up with Harmin (Dr. C) and wrote a rap about applesauce. Enjoy with caution.
Chunky, smooth, cinnamon, tart,
Applesauce tears us all apart,
With a spoon spoon here, and a spoon spoon there,
Don't eat it too fast you'll get it all up in your hair.
Sugary fructose in my bowl,
Cleaning that jar is my number one goal,
Got girls all over that want to roll,
All day, all night, they always know.
Chilled, hot, seasoned and such,
I'm givin' dem apples my certified touch,
Applesauce comes in many variations,
It lives up to everybody's expectations.
Eat it in a cup mayne! eat it in a bowl,
No matter how you take it you know always how we roll,
Crush those apples with my own two hands,
Juicers of America, United We Stand, SING!
Chorus: Ooh, I got dat applesauce (APPLESAUCE!)
Ooh, I want dat applesauce (APPLESAUCE!)
Ooh, I got dat applesauce (APPLESAUCE!)
Ooh, can I have dat applesauce? (APPLESAUCE!)
Got dat vitamin C!
Got dat vitamin D!
I got dat vitamin E!
I got my nutrients boyee don't mess with me!
Eat it as a snack when you first get home,
But before you take a bite remove your chrome (grill!)
My applesauce got it's own security force,
Cuz A-sauce ain't a side dish it's a main course.
Who says freshness can't be bought?
The recipe for magic sauce can't be taught.
You think I'm sippin' on gin but you dead wrong,
Applesauce all up in my face so I wrote a song.
Cruisin' through the aisles of the grocery store,
Got 32 jars when I head out the door,
Hit up the town with my new found prize,
We're wearin' Hollister but we just gangstas in disguise.
Apples so fresh they're straight from the orchard,
This song ain't long enough so I gotta make some more words,
My mom says "don't bring it in the car, it'll make a mess,"
But come on, I'm puttin' applesauce in my headrests, CHYEA!
Well they got apple cider and they got apple pie,
But that applesauce is where it's at and that aint no lie,
I go to the bank, take out all the dough i gots,
Head to the grocery store fill ma cart up wit Motts.
Take it back to da crib fo the hunnies dat be waitin on it,
Look down on the suckas malnutritioned cuz they hatin on it,
Caught up in a mess with these peoples all relatin on it,
Managed to get out and left the suckas still debatin on it.
Uhh! So now im chillin like a true brotha,
A spoon in one hand and ma sauce in the other,
The cinnamony sweetness is hard to contend with,
Think it might be magical and I aint pretendin.
Shorties linin' up at the AV room,
While we're bangin this beat and we pumpin' this tune,
So next time u see me in da club lookin so neat,
Order up a round of applesauce cuz it's on me.