Low Hangin' Fruit

[Verse 1] Well, me and Kage are hungry We're hungry for some fruit We wander through the garden It would be a hoot [Chorus] To eat some low hangin' fruit We're on a freaky pursuit Don't want no high class model in designer fuckin' bathing suit We want the low hangin' fruit, ah [Verse 2] Me and Kage are horny We're lookin' for a snack Lookin' for a plump one With a tasty crack [Chorus] We want some low hangin' fruit She wear the pink parachute She got the shit kickin' boots We need the low hangin' fruit [Bridge] She got the flip-flops on with hot red potatoes And the butt-floss on with fried green tomatoes And she love that song we sing for the ladies Come on! Oh my god! [Interlude] Let's start at a flip (random noises) [Chorus] Low hangin' fruit She wears a pink parachute She got the fly tattoo and the honky-tonky daisy dukes, woo! We love the low hangin' fruit [Outro] Because the high-class fruit is not gonna fuck me But the low-class fruit is sweet chunky monkey When you smoke that fruit, you smell like a skunky Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!