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life 2 min read 552 views Nov 20, 2014

Passionate Fruit

Passionate Fruit Once you left the nest It was best That you never forget Where you came from City of New Orleans Left behind the Queens New York Shole nuff Know how act dumb Like them fellas Falling off the ladder Before they could ever grab one Bad b**** that exist So here's the rope Boy you need to learn how to climb son It's never been a difference When we switch in our positions Cold world isn't it funny Flip you over 69 becomes your Christmas Unwrap that p**** like you need it With no expenses Lips just soaked underneath baby Like bad weather conditions So what is the excuse Of this little man falling short Know how to play the game But never live up to the sport Even in court his babymama Begging for that child support Pay Ms Piggy by the skins Cause he still got beef with her He don't f*** with that pork Man isn't it a shame Men can never contain A valuable woman With such Beauty and brains After she do you right You still rather go green For that big booty judy Gold digging Leave you hanging For that American Dream And I ain't talking about shawty Working hard For that good life She looking for a daddy Blow his d*** like a crack pipe Kiss him on the lips So he remember Throughout the whole night Even with his ole lady home No p**** was better Then this professional housewife So wave goodbye And say hello To them women you had Hanging by a string like gepetto Excuse me He left you In the streets Of the ghetto So it's best if you women Stand on your feet Turn to the military Become a hero Save lives Protect what you living for On the inside It's your heart little lady So cover up on them thighs Show him that you worth it In the end but for now Put up a smile So you can deal With this pathic excuse for a clown Flip them on the fingers If they trying act up Closed fist stands for a warning So you better back up No other lady should see you out of your suit The only thing you suckin on tonight is this passionate fruit

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