Applesauce

I like Waka Flocka

I like Dragon Ball

I like King Krule

And I like applesauce

I like a lot of things

And I think I'm pretty cool

But nothing's cooler than just being you

(Hey)

As I talk to myself in my room, I can't help but to smile babe

Cause I finally feel like myself, I ain’t felt that in a while babe

I don’t know who she is, where she from, all I know is that she fine babe

And I think I’m in love with someone, that I’ve made up in my mind babe (Aw yeah!)

She’s a bad mama jama, straight up out of Indiana, got that perfect little twang when she talk

And her attitude's Atlanta, girl is driving me bananas, got that perfect little swang when she walk

That girl is mighty fine, I wish that I could make her mine

I’ll be waking up soon, I’m always running out of time

That girl that’s in my dreams

How perfect could she be

And what are the odds that she would fall in love with me

Oh yeah

Oh she’s sweet as applesauce

Yeah she sweet as sugar cane

And I don’t even know her name

Really only ever been an inconvenience (to who?)

Spent a whole lotta time feeling decent (poor you!)

Hard times happen for a reason (they do!)

Someone wake me up, swear I’m dreaming (it’s true)

Grass stains on her blue jeans (grass stains)

White stripes on a table in a movie

Uma dancin, 45 moving full speed

Too good to be true, coulda fooled me

And as I️ pass through the door frame

See you there, curly hair, girl I’m so amazed

So assured, that the feeling goes both ways

Could be wrong, and then we could go our own way

And I️ can’t help but to see her

Little dress, all the girls want to be her

Lookin fine as I️ watch from the bleachers

All I know is

She’s a bad mama jama, straight up out of Indiana, got that perfect little twang when she talk

And her attitude's Atlanta, girl is driving me bananas, got that perfect little swang when she walk

That girl is mighty fine, I wish that I could make her mine

I’ll be waking up soon, I’m always running out of time

That girl that’s in my dreams

How perfect could she be

And what are the odds that she would fall in love with me

Oh yeah

Yeah, oh she's sweet, yeah she's so sweet, yes she is

Oh yeah

Oh she's sweet like Applesauce, oh yeah