Letra Fruity par Trisha Paytas

Whos ready to get Fruity?
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I opened up my heart to you boy
Just for you to play me like a toy like
I'm not your strawberries dipped in chocolate
I know I'm the topic of you gossip
Tryna show me your banana
Your hair is a mess girl you need a bandana

I'm your favorite flavor
These fruits they are my savors
Lemon Lime, Apple Juice
What is this behavior?

My fruits are broken-hearted
Our love has been departed
With your love, feels like everything is charted

This is what you wanted, right whеn you walked through the door
Thesе fruits are on your mind, too many times, now you want more
Bring it back like before, you hit me in the core!
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling Fruity

My heart is a place that's cold
Only the richest of fruits can experience this gold
I'm not watermelon or your kiwi
Tryna show me your tiny peepee
I'm only interested in coconuts
Do you got the nut?

I'm your favorite shape
These fruits they are my drapes
Cherry, Pineapples
Look at me deflate
Call me your bae
Take me home for one day
If you don't eat me I will rot, yeah!

This is what you wanted, right when you walked through the door
These fruits are on your mind, too many times, now you want more
Bring it back like before, you hit me in the core!

Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling Fruity

You got me feeling fruity
Want your love shove it right up my booty
You got me feeling fruity, fruity, fruity!
You got me feeling fruity
Want your love shove it up my booty
You got me feeling fruity, fruity, fruity!
The gays, the they's
Fruity everyway
The girls, the baes
Fruity everyway

And you got me feeling
Got Me Feeling
You Got Me Feeling...

Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(You got me feeling)
Fruity, Fruity, Fruity
(I want your love but it’s)
Too Late, Too Late, Too Late
And there you go, You got me feeling Fruity