PassionFruit by Tom Foolery Lyrics
[Intro: Tom Foolery]
It's Tom Foolery
MNIGLD
What's Up?
[Verse 1: Tom Foolery]
Flow so sick doctor let me make a wish
Claim I’m counterfeit but I ain’t ever faking shit
Haters staying pissed they can keep on shaking dicks
It’s only time to quit when bank statements state I'm rich
Yo!
I want the money, someone point me to that money
Just put it in the bag, jet lagged, I’m out the country
Always speaking bluntly, want my wallet fat as Chumlee
If we discussing dome then my name is Hubert Humphrey
I’m sitting comfy, your highness getting hungry
Dumbo in the room but on my spine's a fuckin' monkey
I got a couple crutches but my swagger don’t limp
When I’m packing up the Dutch’s you know that I won’t skimp
Raised up, I'm elevated, rhymes premeditated
You love it and you hate it, gets your mind so stimulated
My goal to instigate and illustrate how I’m the greatest
Illuminate the place I can't stay where the shade is
[Break]
[Verse 2: Tom Foolery]
Verse two for all you doubters, do I have to scream it louder?
Playin' in the minor leagues but feelin' more like Kenny Powers
Make these cowards shit their trousers, I devour and regurgitate
Man of every hour just let Aloe Blacc impersonate
Perfect, great, stay excellent, That Bill and Ted irreverence
My skin it may be white but I’d still like to smite confederates
Time, I'm so ahead of it, I'm climbin' high to betterness
Just wanna make good music, eat a Rubin with you Frederick
Shout out to the old school, people I'm the principal
Flyer than some Eagles but I’m feelin' so Invincible
Duckin' all your shots, Daffy said I’m so despicable
Keep fuckin' with the boss, you'll have me doin' something criminal
Or
Unforgivable you chokin' on those waffle fries
Topple guys that talkin' lies and leave their asses fossilized
I will not apologize, floss inside the newest hearse
Now I’m reaching for the sky....
And cutting cross the universe
It's Tom Foolery
MNIGLD
What's Up?
[Verse 1: Tom Foolery]
Flow so sick doctor let me make a wish
Claim I’m counterfeit but I ain’t ever faking shit
Haters staying pissed they can keep on shaking dicks
It’s only time to quit when bank statements state I'm rich
Yo!
I want the money, someone point me to that money
Just put it in the bag, jet lagged, I’m out the country
Always speaking bluntly, want my wallet fat as Chumlee
If we discussing dome then my name is Hubert Humphrey
I’m sitting comfy, your highness getting hungry
Dumbo in the room but on my spine's a fuckin' monkey
I got a couple crutches but my swagger don’t limp
When I’m packing up the Dutch’s you know that I won’t skimp
Raised up, I'm elevated, rhymes premeditated
You love it and you hate it, gets your mind so stimulated
My goal to instigate and illustrate how I’m the greatest
Illuminate the place I can't stay where the shade is
[Break]
[Verse 2: Tom Foolery]
Verse two for all you doubters, do I have to scream it louder?
Playin' in the minor leagues but feelin' more like Kenny Powers
Make these cowards shit their trousers, I devour and regurgitate
Man of every hour just let Aloe Blacc impersonate
Perfect, great, stay excellent, That Bill and Ted irreverence
My skin it may be white but I’d still like to smite confederates
Time, I'm so ahead of it, I'm climbin' high to betterness
Just wanna make good music, eat a Rubin with you Frederick
Shout out to the old school, people I'm the principal
Flyer than some Eagles but I’m feelin' so Invincible
Duckin' all your shots, Daffy said I’m so despicable
Keep fuckin' with the boss, you'll have me doin' something criminal
Or
Unforgivable you chokin' on those waffle fries
Topple guys that talkin' lies and leave their asses fossilized
I will not apologize, floss inside the newest hearse
Now I’m reaching for the sky....
And cutting cross the universe