Mommi K - Fruity lyrics

Whos ready to get Fruity?
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I opened up my heart to you boy
Just for you to play me like a toy like
I'm not your strawberries dipped in chocolate
I know I'm the topic of you gossip
Tryna show me your banana
Your hair is a mess girl you need a bandana

I'm your favorite flavor
These fruit's they are my savors
Lemon Lime, Apple Juice
What is this behavior?

My fruit's are broken hearted
Our love has been departed with your love
Feels like everything is charted

This is what you wanted
Right whеn you walked through the door
Thesе fruit's are on your
Mind, too many times, now you want more
Bring it back like before
You hit me in the core!

Fruity, Fruity, Fruity (You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity (You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling Fruity

My heart is a place that's cold
Only the richest of fruit's
Can experience this gold
I'm not watermelon or your kiwi
Tryna show me your tiny peepee
I'm only interested in coconuts
Do you got the nut?

I'm your favorite shape
These fruit's they are my drapes
Cherry, Pineapples look at me deflate

Call me your bae take me home for one day
If you don't eat me I will rot, yeah!

This is what you wanted
Right when you walked through the door
These fruit's are on your
Mind, too many times, now you want more
Bring it back like before
You hit me in the core!

Fruity, Fruity, Fruity (You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity (You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling Fruity

You got me feeling fruity
Want your love shove it right up my booty
You got me feeling fruity, fruity, fruity!
You got me feeling fruity
Want your love shove it up my booty
You got me feeling fruity, fruity, fruity!

The gays, the they's fruity everyway
The girls, the baes fruity everyway

And you got me feeling got Me Feeling
You Got Me Feeling

Fruity, Fruity, Fruity (You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity (You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling Fruity