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Paroles de la chanson No Fruits or Vegetables par Lil Dicky
I don't eat fruit or vegetables
I eat the pussy and other stuff
I don't eat fruit or vegetables
No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable
No fruits or vegetable
Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?
I would eat your mama's gushy but I won't eat no fruit
No fruits or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable
I am a professional of soaking grown up genitals
Women look at me and know for sure they heterosexual
They book me at the festivals, the crowds been going testicles
I eat the pussy and other stuff
I don't eat fruit or vegetables
No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable
No fruits or vegetable
Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?
I would eat your mama's gushy but I won't eat no fruit
No fruits or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable
I am a professional of soaking grown up genitals
Women look at me and know for sure they heterosexual
They book me at the festivals, the crowds been going testicles
I'm still a kid, look at my dick
But I make these hits that'll shape your kids
If I shake my hips, they'll display their tits
It is weird yet lit, what a chain of events
I been fucking, I ate her ass
She came, I gasped, I win again
Won't make my bed, my mom got pissed
She said, "Don't rap"
Guess what? I did
Oh yeah, all my haters hands up on they heads
I'm abusing substances with guys in the NFL
I just stole a Perrier from Kodak Black from his dressing room
While he was on stage, I was thirsty, back up off me
This is just hip hop, but my shit pop
I wear flip-flops to my biz ops
Ain't no wrist watch, pretty women all up on my arm
But I make these hits that'll shape your kids
If I shake my hips, they'll display their tits
It is weird yet lit, what a chain of events
I been fucking, I ate her ass
She came, I gasped, I win again
Won't make my bed, my mom got pissed
She said, "Don't rap"
Guess what? I did
Oh yeah, all my haters hands up on they heads
I'm abusing substances with guys in the NFL
I just stole a Perrier from Kodak Black from his dressing room
While he was on stage, I was thirsty, back up off me
This is just hip hop, but my shit pop
I wear flip-flops to my biz ops
Ain't no wrist watch, pretty women all up on my arm
I don't think I need to get more charm
I just tried molly and I barfed
I don't eat fruit or vegetables
I eat the pussy and other stuff
But I don't eat fruit or vegetables
No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable
No fruits or vegetable
Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?
I would eat your mama's gushy but I won't eat no fruit
Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable
Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable
Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?
I would eat your mama's gush
I just tried molly and I barfed
I don't eat fruit or vegetables
I eat the pussy and other stuff
But I don't eat fruit or vegetables
No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable
No fruits or vegetable
Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?
I would eat your mama's gushy but I won't eat no fruit
Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable
Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable
Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?
I would eat your mama's gush
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