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fruit roll-up on it - cp music lyrics

[intro: the big tonka]
you know we sippin’ that good lean, all day

[verse 1: the big tonka, stroker]
where the cp at? it’s in my closet
’bout to touch ian’s ass, uh (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
you know i got my pants to my ankles
touch my b*tt on a daily basis
wear a b*tt plug, oh yeah
yeah, sh*t pink and shiny all day
yeah, yeah, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
i got doody stains in my underwear (hold up!)
that ain’t a problem, it’s my booty hair (doody stains)
doody stains (doody stains)
kaden labels his drawer where his unders at
’bout to panty*raid his sh*t (panty*raid)
panty*raid (hold on!)
panty*raid (what we doing?)
his underwear on my head (okay, okay)
ooh, ooh (mm)
you know we sippin’ on that lean
pittsburgh penguins all up in my spleen
pack of lean, all up in my guts
you know what else? it’s all up in my b*tt
kaden getting st*rdy up on a daily basis
look at his socks, put ’em in my mouth
salute hitler, call him adolf, yeah
[bridge: the big tonka, stroker]
throwin’ this verse over to ian, my homie
dap me up gang, get on this verse (yeah, what’s good? what’s good?)
run it, run it!

[verse 2: stroker]
ayy, hold on
walk in the club and i see all these nuts
walk in the*a*club and i see mason’s nuts
walk in the club and i see kaden’s nuts
walk in the club and i see everyone’s nuts
everyone’s b*tts, everyone’s nuts
all of these different coconuts
what am i doing in this studio?
what am i doing in this rodeo?
what am i doing on this radio?
what am i doing with these cheerios?
ayy, ayy, ayy
put ’em around my wee*wee
you know we tryna get ’em free
you know that i’m sippin’ on what?
sippin’ on what? sippin’ on what?
sippin’ on lean, sippin’ on lean
are you from tennessee? ’cause you’re the only ten i see on halloween
my b*tt itch (uh, uh, uh)
my b*tt itch
got a fruit roll*up in my b*tt, uh
got a fruit roll*up in my b*tt, hold on
got the opps they creepin’ down the corner
got the opps they creepin’ down the warner
uh, uh, uh
warner bros
[bridge: the big tonka]
i like toes, no*one knows
’bout to pop a fat line

[verse 3: the big tonka]
let me suck them toes
take your crocs off, b*tch, put ’em in my nose
ooh, ooh
his phone dead
good thing my d*ck is a charger
even though that sh*t like 2 inches
2 inches, really thick, got that choad
sh*t built like a coke can (bruh)
take me to the sample, uh

[outro: the big tonka]
that’s all we got

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