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young nudy - passion fruit lyrics

[intro]
you ballin’ baby girl, yes, i can see it
you ballin’ baby girl, yes, i can see it (yeah)
you ballin’ baby girl, yes, i can see it (yeah)
you ballin’ baby girl, yes, i can see it (yeah)
you ballin’ baby girl, yes, i can see it (yeah)
you ballin’ (coupe)

[chorus]
you ballin’ baby girl, yes, i can see it (yeah)
fine ass lil’ b+tch in a benz (yeah)
popped out, it was her and her friend (yeah)
i’m poppin’ sh+t, it just me and my twin (yeah, yeah)
and i got racks on me, soon we walk in (yeah)
she caught her eye and i did it again (yeah, yeah)
i’m walkin’ in and i look like the sh+t (yeah, yeah)
really don’t know, but i came from sh+t (i came from sh+t)
yeah, havin’ that styrofoam, and my blunts they stuffed (ooh)
and this ice on my wrist and my cup (yuh huh)
and it’s lit and i ain’t had enough (uh uh)
so i’m on one (one) and tonight finna go down
ain’t finna play no game when it goin’ down (down)
finna beat the p+ssy up, i’ma beat her back down
batter up ’cause i know i’m finna run this sh+t around
[verse 1]
finna stick her up and i gotta do a pat down
she gon’ suck me up every time a n+gga sit down
tryna play the game, but a b+tch gon’ open her mouth (gon’ open her mouth)
she got that fire, she got that comeback
ain’t tryna trip ’bout that sh+t, but i love that (yeah)
fall in that p+ssy, it feel like it love (love)
she is a real one, don’t f+ck with no scrub (scrub)
we get too freaky together, might f+ck in the club (club)
i ain’t gotta hide my sound, she know ima thug (thug)
i ain’t gotta hide my gun and i sell drugs (i sell drugs)
we were friends before we ever f+cked (f+ck)
now i’m always on your mental, i stay on your mind (mind)
new n+gga didn’t workout (workout)
back at it, but you’re burnt out

[chorus]
you ballin’ baby girl, yes, i can see it (yeah)
fine ass lil’ b+tch in a benz (yeah)
popped out, it was her and her friend (yeah)
i’m poppin’ sh+t, it just me and my twin (yeah, yeah)
and i got racks on me, soon we walk in (yeah)
she caught her eye and i did it again (yeah, yeah)
i’m walkin’ in and i look like the sh+t (yeah, yeah)
really don’t know, but i came from sh+t (i came from sh+t)
yeah, havin’ that styrofoam, and my blunts they stuffed (ooh)
and this ice on my wrist and my cup (yuh huh)
and it’s lit and i ain’t had enough (uh uh)
so i’m on one (one) and tonight finna go down
ain’t finna play no game when it goin’ down (down)
finna beat the p+ssy up, i’ma beat her back down
batter up ’cause i know i’m finna run this sh+t around
[verse 2]
came in the room and i was on shrooms (came in the room and i was on shrooms)
she didn’t have no clue what a n+gga finna do (nah, she didn’t have no clue)
i just got that text, she know what to do (oh yeah, she know what to do)
i’m finna take her down, she got me in that mood (yeah, i’m finna take her down)
and i ain’t got that much time, do what i do (do what i do, yeah)
i don’t play no games, that’s somethin’ i don’t do (somethin’ i don’t do, yeah)
if i had a main, i wish it was you (i wish it was you, girl)
wish you had a twin ’cause i’d f+ck two (cause i’d f+ck two girls)
and she ballin’ and she got it on her own (and she ballin’ and she got it on her own)
bad b+tch, yeah, down to the bone (bad b+tch, yeah, down to the bone)
no clue when she f+ck to this song (no clue when she f+ck to this song)
yeah, yeah, yeah, b+tch, be gone

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