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Please don't take my fries
No, no
At first I didn't mind
But whoa, whoa
Now you've crossed the line
Low blow
Because you took my fries
My fries

Shorty, mami, Thotiana
We can share a marijuana
Just leave my fries alone
They're called Papa's fritas, so go get a margarita
Stop bein' a creeper, leave those greedy hands at home
Don't make me make you an amputee for touchin' my damn poutine
F*ckin' with my pommes frites after I put you up at Palm Beach?
She tried the no-look calm reach, so out came the long speech
What you say though?

Please don't take my fries, don't do that, don't do that
No, no
At first I didn't mind, don't do it, don't do it
But whoa, whoa
Now you've crossed the line
Low blow
Because you took my fries you took my fries
My fries

Wonderin' why these fry thieves the cleverest of females
Look like they got you covered, but the devil's in the details
The little things
Type of shit you wouldn't notice at first
Then bad habits happen
Before you know, it gets worse
And you can tell when they lyin'
I thought you wanted a salad...
WHAT ELSE ARE YOU HIDING?
You thought your deadlines the cause of your misery
Yeah, she took some French fries...
Along with your dignity

Please don't take my fries don't do that, don't do that
No, no
At first I didn't mind don't do it, don't do it
But whoa, whoa
Now you've crossed the line
Low blow
Because you took my fries you took my fries
Because you took my fries
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English

Please don't take my fries
No, no
At first I didn't mind
But whoa, whoa
Now you've crossed the line
Low blow
Because you took my fries
My fries

Shorty, mami, Thotiana
We can share a marijuana
Just leave my fries alone
They're called Papa's fritas, so go get a margarita
Stop bein' a creeper, leave those greedy hands at home
Don't make me make you an amputee for touchin' my damn poutine
F*ckin' with my pommes frites after I put you up at Palm Beach?
She tried the no-look calm reach, so out came the long speech
What you say though?

Please don't take my fries, don't do that, don't do that
No, no
At first I didn't mind, don't do it, don't do it
But whoa, whoa
Now you've crossed the line
Low blow
Because you took my fries you took my fries
My fries

Wonderin' why these fry thieves the cleverest of females
Look like they got you covered, but the devil's in the details
The little things
Type of shit you wouldn't notice at first
Then bad habits happen
Before you know, it gets worse
And you can tell when they lyin'
I thought you wanted a salad...
WHAT ELSE ARE YOU HIDING?
You thought your deadlines the cause of your misery
Yeah, she took some French fries...
Along with your dignity

Please don't take my fries don't do that, don't do that
No, no
At first I didn't mind don't do it, don't do it
But whoa, whoa
Now you've crossed the line
Low blow
Because you took my fries you took my fries
Because you took my fries
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Writer: Jackson Yates, Sam Adler, Will Neal
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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