Lyrics:
fill So speak to me Lychee peel melodies Pomegranate hurricane Sugarcane, all sweat no rain Speak to me Amorphous honesty Sapodilla seeds Raising up
as a Scilla Oh oh oh And she wanted drinks, down in Anguilla Her heart's as sweet as sapodilla And her lips taste like vanilla Let's get it started, let's get
now how ya feelin Boy lemme be ya bush docta Gat Pressure i gat da healing Tonight i'll be ya bush docta Cascarilla Bark Madera Sapodilla All over ya
still alive Pre-Chorus 2: “All stations free of foreign object debris, clear to eject the interstellar wanderer” Tryna tell this sapodilla motherfucker
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