(I started recording)
(Sour skittles bro)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(What? Oh alright)
Pulled up with a lemon
With a lime
With an orange
With an apple
With a Snapple
Nah, f*ck that shit
It's crapple
F*ck around
Call me now
By the number of my room
Got more fruit in my clothes
Than the fruit of the loom
Real quick, real high
Pulled up with citrus vibes
Why not pause, real quick
Talk a sip
By my side
Two lemonades
Two pairs of shades
That's how it's
Pressed with a squeeze
Ice with the freeze
With the pressure
That's how it's made
I'm not too young to make it rain
But, you're too sweet
To only sip
From the damn Minute Maid
That's how it's played
Well played
Here we go
Getting laid
On my damn
Lemonade stand
Gettin lemon babes
Oh shit, lemon on fire again
(I love lemon)
The team
The Bing
The silly submarine
Lemon for the mothaf*cking king
The king?
The king
Send the lemon boy to the ring
With your shit drippin'
Don't come at me
Got my underwear rippin'
F*ck your face till noon
Ah f*ck, no no no no
That shit's terrible, f*ck
Alright, you wanna hear that shit?
I put lemons in my cereal
I put lemons in my milk
I put lemons in my almond milk
I put lemons in my car
I put lemons on my face
When I'm tryna exfoliate
I put lemons in my condoms
That shit gives me red dick