Plumskinzz (Oh No I Don’t Believe It)

Lyrics

[Intro] Oh no I don't believe it B-b-bum [Verse: Subroc] Don't think I ain't good when I'm gooder Don't think I won't when I woulda I save plums in lump sums because I may want it soon Damn, I wouldn't want my plum to turn prune Unless it be all that, be all that It won't matter, just black sweet ones come fatter I'm kinda, kinda picky with my fruit mix But always fix fat drums in the batter They say you must, must share a little plum I say, "With that idea, kid, you're dumb" I play the role, play the role, kinda shy And keep the concept to unbutton the fly The question, my oh my, any left for thy shore? I pick fresh fruit, plus vick 'em galore Raw as can be, I can be much more Adore my sweet gift shot like Quickdraw McGraw It's plenty much, plenty much to go around I weigh 'em by the hand, take 'em by the pound Maybe I slap big, bot-tom 'round But if not, sit tight, I just might hound you down Things that make you go "Mmmmm" Taste a sugarplum, use your mouth, go "Mmmmm" If you ain't already been, yo, catch me with a finnicky grin And you should know, like Flynn I'm in For those plumskinzz [Outro] I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I'm squishin up a plum (Ya don't stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I'm rubbin on a plum (Ya don't stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I'm goin on a plum (Ya don't stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop And when I'm grabbin on a plum (Ya don't stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I'm juggling a plum (Ya don't stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I'm lickin on a plum (Ya don't stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I'm nibblin on a plum (Ya don't stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When you're pickin up the plums (Ya don't stop!)