the sweetest fruit
Camoflaw
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Man, f*ck the designer, bitch, I rock the Fruit of Loom Walked up in the room and never said, who is you Hold two clips, I ain't never scared to shoot But on God, I ain't never caught a case like a movie All up in my hoodie, you my lil' buddy At the end, yeah, I always knew that you would wanna f*ck me YSL on my body, cause we got them all snotty Yeah, you got a lot of bodies, I don't give a f*ck about it Big rocks might as well call me chain gang Two whips, but we driving in the same lane Always hot, man, I'm really starting to hate LA But I can never hate my city, yeah, that shits lame Big bird, yellow lamb in the parking lot Got it for you, even though you break my heart a lot You don't bite like a dog, but you bark a lot Still the highest in the room, like I'm Travis Scott Swervin' in that Benzo, yo main bitch gave top, hoe She love the balls like Lonzo, my neck wet, no Tahoe I'm running from the cops, hoe, I'm getting chicken, Roscoe's Big bag, no Costco, at the kickback, Ronaldo I need my shit like Pronto, I'm just having fun hoe Caked up like a funnel, all up in her tunnels Cooped up out of Palazzo, hit it during the night, hoe Then I took her to Milano, I'm iced out big rocks, hoe Big rocks on my chain, I won't ever complain My bitch so fine, I thought she was Mary Jane How she get badder than my pink plain jane I don't even know, I get to hit it every day Hit it every day, every week, every month I love it too much, and I'm starting to blush My face so pink, like the wock in my cup She so fine, yeah, I'm falling in love I drive too much, and I smoke too much I might get caught, but I don't give a f*ck My bitch too bad, turning me into a slut I'ma have her teach me how to roll blunt She ain't no hoe, yeah, she got a pretty face Outside and inside, I know how it tastes I don't like the car, let's take it back to my place I ain't Tay-K, but I'm about to do the race About to do the race, yeah I'll speed on these hoes Yeah I'm European, so I'll Dior on my clothes My bitch European, so I'll Louis her clothes And she love to get a pedicure, I'll pay for her toes She really said if I'm the bitch, then I'm the baddest You ain't lying, I'ma hit it like a mallet I'll destroy that shit, no stylist Yeah, she coming in hot like a radish Is that ass fat? Man, it's the fattest I'm stuttering, got me talking adlibs When I don't see it, I really be the saddest She the baddest, aye Man, f*ck the designer, bitch, I rock the Fruit of Loom Walked up in the room and never said, who is you Hold two clips, I ain't never scared to shoot But on God, I ain't never caught a case like a movie All up in my hoodie, you my lil' buddy At the end, yeah, I always knew that you would wanna f*ck me YSL on my body, cause we got them all snotty Yeah, you got a lot of bodies, I don't give a f*ck about it I dont give a f*ck about it She the baddest lil bitch She the baddest lil bitch She the sweetest lil fruit She the sweetest lil fruit Yeah, she the sweetest lil fruit Sweetest little fruit
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