Passion Fruit Lyrics by Young Nudy from Gumbo is a newly released English song produced by COUPE. The latest song Passion Fruit lyrics is written by Young Nudy & COUPE. The song was published on 28th February 2023.
Passion Fruit Song Details:
| Song: | Passion Fruit |
| Singer(s): | Young Nudy |
| Album: | Gumbo |
| Produced by: | COUPE |
| Written by: | Young Nudy & COUPE |
| Label: | Young Nudy |
Passion Fruit Lyrics
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
You ballin’ baby girl, yes, I can see it (Yeah)
Fine ass lil bitch in a Benz (Yeah)
Popped out, it was her and her friend (Yeah)
I’m poppin’ shit, 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 shit (Yeah, yeah)
Really don’t know, but I came from shit (I came from shit)
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 pussy up, Ima beat her back down
Batter up cause I know I’m finna run this shit around
And a stick up and I gotta do a pat down
She gon’ suck me up every time a nigga sit down
Tryna play the game, but a bitch gon’ open her mouth (Gon’ open her mouth)
She got that fire, she got that comeback
Ain’t tryna trip ‘bout that shit, but I love that (Yeah)
Fall in that pussy, it feel like it love (Love)
She is a real one, don’t fuck with no scrub (Scrub)
We get to freaky together, might fuck 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 fuck (Fuck)
Now I’m always on your mental, I stay on your mind (Mind)
New nigga that workout (Workout)
Back at it, but you’re burntout
You ballin’ baby girl, yes, I can see it (Yeah)
Fine ass lil bitch in a Benz (Yeah)
Popped out, it was her and her friend (Yeah)
I’m poppin’ shit, 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 shit (Yeah, yeah)
Really don’t know, but I came from shit (I came from shit)
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 pussy up, Ima beat her back down
Batter up cause I know I’m finna run this shit around
Came in the room and I was on shrooms (Came in the room and I was on shrooms)
She ain’t have no clue what a nigga finna do (Nah, she ain’t have no clue)
I just got that text, you 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 sum I don’t do (Sum 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 fuck two (Cause I’d fuck two girls)
And she ballin’ and she got it on her own (And she ballin’ and she got it on her own)
Bad bitch, yeah, down to the bone (Bad bitch, yeah, she down to the bone)
No clue when she fuck to this song (No clue when she fuck to this song)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, be gone
You ballin’ baby girl, yes, I can see it (Yeah)
Fine ass lil bitch in a Benz (Yeah)
Popped out, it was her and her friend (Yeah)
I’m poppin’ shit, 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 shit (Yeah, yeah)
Really don’t know, but I came from shit (I came from shit)
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 pussy up, Ima beat her back down
Batter up cause I know I’m finna run this shit around