Lyrics Joey Trap – Fruits Of My Labor
Text:
Plugg
Akachi beats
These the fruits of my labor
Y’all should eat your veggies
Something like blue Berry’s
Said your bitch is a virgin
I’m gon pop her cherry
3 cell phones they Apple
My whip is on 20s
Lean that’s in my cup too
Haters tell em fuck you
I came in an Cadi
You still in my rear view
Surgery on grapes uh
Yo bitch wanna date uh
Gucci with the bape shorts
All these niggas fake uh
Allways go bananas
I pass it Joe Montana
Pineapple Fanta bro mix it with a Xanax
Shout out to the pairs
I pull your bitch hair
I just ate a pomegranate chilling on the stairs
I be on another planet smoking in the air Bitch
Shout out to my slime yeah
Lemon lime yuh
Mixin up my sprite yuh
Rollie perfect time yuh
I said my Rollie perfect time yuh
These the fruits of my labor
Y’all should eat your veggies
Benjamin’s look blue as fuck
Something like blue Berry’s
Said your bitch is a virgin
I’m gon pop her cherry
3 cell phones they Apple
My whip is on 20s
Lean that’s in my cup too
Haters tell em fuck you
I came in an Cadi
You still in my rear view
Surgery on grapes uh
Yo bitch wanna date uh
Gucci with the bape shorts
All these niggas fake uh
Not much rhymes wit pumpkin
We shooting we don’t jump him
Technically tomato
You niggas don’t run shit
Avocado guac
I be getting Guap
New whip drop my top
Your bitch is a thot
I’m gon give her eggplant
I’m smoking on headband
New whip color olive
All my fit is name brand bitch
(Bitch Gucci)
New whip color olive
We shoot at your eyelids like
Chillin onna island bitch
It’s Joey
Mmm
Mmm
Mmm
