Letra de Low Hangin' Fruit (Explicit Version)
Well, me and Kage are hungry We're hungry for some fruit We wander through the garden It would be a hootTo eat some low hangin' fruit We're on a freaky pursuit Don't want no high class model in designer fuckin' bathing suit We want the low hangin' fruitMe and Kage are horny We're lookin' for a snack Lookin' for a plump one With some tasty crackWe want some low hangin' fruit She wear the beekeeper suit She got the shit kicking boot We need the low hangin' fruitShe got the flip-flops on with hot red potatoes And the butt-floss on with fried green tomatoes And she love that song we sing for the ladies Come on, Oh my godRip-snort and a flip-florp fiddly-fjorpLow hangin' fruit She wears a pink parachute She got the fly tattoo and the honky-tonky daisy dukes (woah) We love the low hangin' fruitBecause the high class fruit is not gonna fuck me But the low-class fruit is sweet chunky monkey When you smoke that fruit, you smell like a skunkyCome on Come on Come on Come on