Fruity Pebbles (feat. Meechie Stacks & Dubba-AA)
Wave Parker
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Yessuh It's Wavy Child of the bling era Y'know what I'm talkin' 'bout I gotta be blingy Know what I'm sayin' We gonna get it tho Hey Hey Hey If you gonna rap about it, mane ya better get it I'ma have my bank showin' commas any second I deserve the splurgin', I deserve flexin' I deserve to have multiple digits in the checkin' I can't even cap, let a nigga get a milli I'ma take a quarter of that hoe and go silly Never green necked but these emeralds is illy Need a bubble coat because my forecast chilly G-Body need to come straight from the 80's Caprice or the El Co', dubs on the baby Grill when I smile, gotcha thinkin' that they high beams Rose gold lookin' like strawberry ice cream Rubies and sapphires like it's gang unity Color coordinated I don't need ya matchin' scrutiny Get the type of shit that ain't ya average jewelry Doin' my thang so I can shine beautifully Gold, chains, ruby rings Fruity, pebbles, they go, bling Emer-alds, dia-monds Saph-fires, shine on, then Tourma-line, like I'm, poe'd Opal, pearl, topaz, stones This ain't, ordin-nary, shine Bitch, I'ma, get, mine Big Time, I'm a Big Tymer All these diamonds got me shining Know my wrist a blind ya Big stones in my Rollie like I know the miners Well that's because I know who mined it Diamonds from Africa but these ain't conflict Got the game locked up like I signed to Konvict And I'm tryna buy a country on some Akon shit Talking stocks not lean, been making Acorn flips I had tried to kick my cup But I'm still pourin' up She gone drop it low, yeah She gone touch her toes, yeah She gone hit the floor, yeah I got a thousand hoes, yeah Need to buy a stripper pole You know how that shit go Gold, chains, ruby rings Fruity, pebbles, they go, bling Emer-alds, dia-monds Saph-fires, shine on, then Tourma-line, like I'm, poe'd Opal, pearl, topaz, stones This ain't, ordin-nary, shine Bitch, I'ma, get, mine Young fly nigga, I might take yo' bitch to Chile My wrist 250 but my neck cost me a milli I will slap a nigga, rock a nigga, if he talkin' silly These diamonds flawless, I can't let no nigga blemish on my image These niggas on my payroll, they gon' do whatever I say They gon' lay low, they gon' rock out in broad day Do magic, empty the whole clip and let you have it We hit the block and run it up and flip it like gymnastics These diamonds look like fruity pebbles whenever they hit the sun Plottin' on a bag but sorry, baby, I can't give you none My nigga, Steez, tell him what I need and then he got it done Big timer just like Mannie Fresh when the chorus come These diamonds look like fruity pebbles whenever they hit the sun Plottin' on a bag but sorry, baby, I can't give you none My nigga, Steez, tell him what I need and then he got it done Big timer just like Mannie Fresh when the chorus come Gold, chains, ruby rings Fruity, pebbles, they go, bling Emer-alds, dia-monds Saph-fires, shine on, then Tourma-line, like I'm, poe'd Opal, pearl, topaz, stones This ain't, ordin-nary, shine Bitch, I'ma, get, mine
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Written by: Aaron Lockhart, Thomas Brame Jr, Thomas McMillan
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