Eat Your Veggies
I just wanna fuck around, make some fuckin classic shit
Yeah I just fucked around and I broke her back and shit
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up like vegetables
I had to go clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to go clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I got a lot of ideas
Baby let's go all the way to the end
Look at the sights and we see em
Fucked around and we just started a trend
All of these problems we could probably mend Together
Baby girl let's fuck your girl friend Heather
She wears red lip stick loves leather
We're three birds of a feather (Flock together)
I read her scripture now I'm so religious
I swear I'm kinda really digging this bitch
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up like vegetables
I had to go clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
Travelled all around the world, says it got her open
She just wanna smoke some weed, so we got to tokin
Baby girl on her knees plus she was super soakin
I don't wanna beg so please, wanna fuck in the ocean?
If we get lost at sea imma tell em throw the rope in
All these hos watching me, imma smoke my dope and throw shit
I can't feel your heart beat, gotta stethoscope it
Let me lift you up, Leviosa, Hocus Pocus
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I don't wanna fall in no love no
But I ain't wearin a glove
Imma go friend zone that girl
Imma go give her a hug, woah
Sike now she curlin her toes, turnin all over to tell me her woes
I say I gotta go and hit the store
I brought that bitch back a couple of woods
When I fall asleep I'm turnin my back
She tried to walk off with all of my racks
She wanna fight club, I want the snatch
I look like Brad Pitt I ball like Steve Nash
Walked in this bitch like what is the happs?
Me and this bad bitch real life matched
So she swiped right and got in my pants
She's so fancy
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
Yeah I just fucked around and I broke her back and shit
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up like vegetables
I had to go clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to go clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I got a lot of ideas
Baby let's go all the way to the end
Look at the sights and we see em
Fucked around and we just started a trend
All of these problems we could probably mend Together
Baby girl let's fuck your girl friend Heather
She wears red lip stick loves leather
We're three birds of a feather (Flock together)
I read her scripture now I'm so religious
I swear I'm kinda really digging this bitch
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up like vegetables
I had to go clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
Travelled all around the world, says it got her open
She just wanna smoke some weed, so we got to tokin
Baby girl on her knees plus she was super soakin
I don't wanna beg so please, wanna fuck in the ocean?
If we get lost at sea imma tell em throw the rope in
All these hos watching me, imma smoke my dope and throw shit
I can't feel your heart beat, gotta stethoscope it
Let me lift you up, Leviosa, Hocus Pocus
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up, vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I don't wanna fall in no love no
But I ain't wearin a glove
Imma go friend zone that girl
Imma go give her a hug, woah
Sike now she curlin her toes, turnin all over to tell me her woes
I say I gotta go and hit the store
I brought that bitch back a couple of woods
When I fall asleep I'm turnin my back
She tried to walk off with all of my racks
She wanna fight club, I want the snatch
I look like Brad Pitt I ball like Steve Nash
Walked in this bitch like what is the happs?
Me and this bad bitch real life matched
So she swiped right and got in my pants
She's so fancy
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
I had her remix her attitude
She eat me up vegetables
I had to clear up my schedule
What's comin next ain't no tellin
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