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arrdee - fruitella كلمات الأغنية

fruitella lyrics
[intro]
(james about that cheque, boy) (it’s tekky)
ha, ha, ayy, ayy, she likes a sweet boy and i can be a fruitella
tell me what you want, i get the mood setup, ayy, uh

[verse 1]
me, i was tryna make a change (change)
and now i’m seein’ change through my wave (ha)
while you see me gettin’ waved everyday
’cause that’s the game i gotta play, oh
now they see my face on the pages, they rate him
but where was they in days when i would struggle for the pay? (nowhere)
it’s fake and it’s bait (true)
still, i can’t complain
’cause i came from a place where you have to maintain (hm)
shawty wanna see me show face, okay, i won’t stay, no way (no way)
i ain’t wifing you, dumpling
why? cause i’m a young king (haha)
sees me on youngkings, now she thinks i bun things
it’s true though (it’s true, babe)
but i ain’t tryna give her clues, bro
i love a little baddie and i’ve f_cked a couple loose hoes (ha, ha)
she don’t like white boys, i slipped into the loophole
she’s askin’ when i’m gonna stop it, had to tell her, “who knows?” (who knows?)
‘cah you froze (haha)
yeah, the pressure made your sh_t flop (ha)
these other rappers p_ssed off ‘cah the kid’s sh_t hot (sh_t hot)
[chorus]
ayy, so tell me, who’s better? (who’s better?)
she likes a sweet boy and i can be a fruitella (fruitella)
i won’t lie to you, darlin’, ’cause i’m a truth teller
too clever, tell me what you want, i get the mood setup
uh, ayy, so tell me, who’s better? (who’s better?)
she likes a sweet boy and i can be a fruitella (fruitella)
i won’t lie to you, darlin’, ’cause i’m a truth teller
too clever, tell me what you want, i get the mood setup (set the mood)

[verse 2]
i get the mood patterned (haha)
you see in me some plain clothes, i never been to hatton
she said i’m sick at rapping (ah)
i told her, “come to the booth and let me show you how a star works”
now she thinks i’m sweet like some starburst (mwah)
this sh_t ain’t always sweet, the pain, it rah hurts
always on my feet though
you’ll always see me charge turn (woi)
so let me turn up
i’m jiggy, so i get away with murder (haha)
she like me ’cause i got a name she heard of (ha, f_ck it)
uh, ayy, call me the booth sh_ller
freezin’ up the room, i make a tune, you needed two sweaters
never had a handout, grind so i can do better
tell the pages chill with their dms, seen a few beggin’ (bare beggin’ it)
she wanna suck it ’cause i’m sweet like some smarties (hmm)
i’m hardly a husband, the hardest in the party (hardest)
see me with my chargie (yeah)
fillin’ up my glassy (huh)
glancing at shawty, i heard her say, “that’s arrdee!” (hey, hey, hey, ayy)
[chorus]
ayy, so tell me, who’s better? (who’s better?)
she likes a sweet boy and i can be a fruitella (fruitella)
i won’t lie to you, darlin’, ’cause i’m a truth teller
too clever, tell me what you want, i get the mood setup (i set the mood)
uh, ayy, so tell me, who’s better? (who’s better?)
she likes a sweet boy and i can be a fruitella (fruitella)
i won’t lie to you, darlin’, ’cause i’m a truth teller
too clever, tell me what you want, i get the mood setup

[outro]
ayy, so tell me, who’s better?
she likes a sweet boy and i can be a fruitella
i won’t lie to you, darlin’, ’cause i’m a truth teller
too clever, tell me what you want, i get the mood setup
ha, ha, mood setup, sweet boy, sweet boy, fruitella, ha, ha
arrdee, ha, arrdee, ha, ha

- arrdee

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