Lyrics:
Mints
We need more fruitcakes in this world and less bakers
We need people that care
I'm mad as hell and I don't want to take it anymore
Fruitcakes
Mints
We need more fruitcakes in this world and less bakers
We need people that care
I'm mad as hell and I don't want to take it anymore
Fruitcakes
I'm a fruitcake, that's all I'll be
I'm a fruitcake, sweet as can be
I'm a fruitcake, and it's oh so right
I'm a fruitcake baby and that's what I
Grandma's Christmas Fruitcake
Made for the holidays
Grandma's Christmas Fruitcake
Can't be bought in any store
Grandma's Christmas Fruitcake
Made
Bring some bodies that smell like wine
Bring some fruitcake, bring some fruitcake
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
Bring some fruitcake, bring some fruitcake
I'm just sayin
Concentrate it
Concentrate it
Oooh imma fucking Fruitcake
Fruitcake fruitcake
Ooh imma fucking Fruitcake
Fruitcake fruitcake
Tighther
You can give me eggnog whether it's got rum or not
I won't refuse a toddy if you make it nice and hot
But if you try to serve me fruitcake, I will
died
In a freak baking accident, how I cried
Too much flour and too much yeast
A costly mistake for the perfect fruitcake
The fabulous baker boy, that's
Fruitcake
My love for you is just like a fruitcake
Like the one my Nana used to make
All year long oh I have dreamt
Bout when I'd get my hands
It's fruitcake weather, get your buggy down
It's fruitcake weather, get your buggy down
We gotta make the fruitcake
Before Christmas comes to town
There's a fruitcake for everybody
There's a fruitcake for everyone
There are be-sides to every story
If you decide to have some fun
Take a bite
There's a fruitcake for everybody
There's a fruitcake for everyone
There are b-sides to every story
If you decide to have some fun
Take a bite
It's
fruitcake I bake through the year
Dorothy, what are the special cake ingredients?
Roses, lots of fruits, and Christmas love
Dorothy, what do you do with
like I'm
Some fuckin' fruitcake or somethin'
I'm warnin' you
Don't look at me like I'm
Some fuckin' fruitcake or somethin'
I'm warnin' you
Don't look
C'mon, youse a male groupie beggin' for per diem
A fruitcake laid out in the masoleum
I'm the richest man in Babylon, nobody could see him
Money's my
seen
Slice up the fruitcake
It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough
For I've grown a little leaner
Grown a little colder
Grown
Go call out my stats you know it's an update
Fine one Ima eat her booty like a fruitcake
I hop on the snap, and they give an 8 rate
I try to stay
Go call out my stats, you know it's a update
Fine one, Ima eat her booty like a fruitcake
I hop on the snap, and they give an 8 rate
I try to stay
She's a fruitcake
Rockin with that wu tang
Blow my mind like cocaine
Babe I need the whole thing
To me right now
Babe
Ride it like a dune wave
Vibes
seen
Slice up the fruitcake
It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough
'Cause I've grown a little leaner
Grown a little colder
Grown
and jetsam
Bake a yummy fruitcake, and you can't leave till you get some
(That went right through me)
Buy each other presents and then hide them very
like buffet
I chew n spit em out like I'm ready for toothpaste
You dressin like these niggas they dressin like fruitcakes
I'm easily the freshest n best
don't co-sign
I give high 5 to my slime
I'm servin' these pies a slice for a dime
I'm stuffin' my pockets not fruitcakes
I will never look down on my
you met your fruit-cake
Will you risk become my passion
You just got insanity, hahaha
Congratulation!
I guess, you met your fruit-cake
Will you risk
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