Song Details:- Presenting you “Damn You Hit The Spot Taste Like Candy Sweet Like Fruit Lyrics” written by Moneybagg Yo. The name of this song is Wockesha sung by Moneybagg Yo.
Damn You Hit The Spot Taste Like Candy Sweet Like Fruit Lyrics
Yeah, I kinda put the cup down for a minute, but um
But honestly it ain’t nobodies business what’s in my cup
What’s in your cup, what’s in their cup
It’s your cup, drink it
So whatever the hell was in my cup
The only reaction I did was got more popular
More successful, did a lot more things that I’ve ever done
I probably should pick that cup back up
I’m sitting here lookin’ at Kesha like do you love me? Do you love me not?
Damn you hit the spot
Taste like candy (Candy), sweet like fruit (Ooh)
Wet like water, can I love on you?
Withdrawls I’m feelin’ different every day I need a dose
Every now and then I’m missin’, I got my times when I go ghost
But she mine
I’m stampin’ her
Priority status so them other b mad at her (Too mad, ha)
Comin’ through a hunnid thou
I spent that on times 2 on you
Called myself, couldn’t get loose
Then I pop back up like peek-a-boo
Here I go, flyer than most Louis V coat
Gas station coffee cup full I don’t drive boats (Nope)
Money can’t buy happiness, but she found love inside a G
Head and somethin’ to eat, that’s all a thug n need
No lie you get me higher than the prices of me weed
I’m displayin’ my feelings like I’m wearing them on my sleeves
One minute I’m done with you, the next one I be runnin’ back
Go your way, I go my way, but some how we be still attached
Tryna found my answers with this cup, but ain’t no truth in that
They be like I’m dumb for f ‘ with you, I spent stupid racks
I’m sittin’ here knowin’ I don’t need you pourin’ O’s in the lid
Sippin’ chasers with my reefa, can’t get my mind off Wockesha
Watch me put my heart in this cup
In my feelings, she my therapist, I’ma talk to this cup
I swear
Ring around the rosie, cup full of o-z’s
I hope I don’t OD, she keep sayin’ pour me
Turn me to that purple demon emoji (Devil)
f me like you miss me, it’s been a whole week
This ain’t no playground love we grown (Too grown)
I’m too f up, I pay four hunnid for a zone (That’s strong)
My b don’t like you you been f’ up my home (In my house)
Relapsin’ every time I try to leave you ‘lone (I relapse)
Every n in the streets lookin’ for her, but she rare
Dark skin, purple hair, stingy with her, hard to share (I care)
Never needed nobody, but it feel good to
Have somebody, that somebody
Drop you and pick you up whenever I feel like it
This s toxic
Let me know if you feel me
Hmm (Hmm)
I gotta stop it, I must stop it
One minute I’m done with you, the next one I be runnin’ back
Go your way, I go my way, but some how we be still attached
Tryna found my answers with this cup, but ain’t no truth in that
They be like I’m dumb for f ‘ with you, I spent stupid racks
I’m sittin’ here knowin’ I don’t need you pourin’ O’s in the lid
Sippin’ chasers with my reefa, can’t get my mind off Wockesha
Watch me put my heart in this cup
In my feelings, she my therapist, I’ma talk to this cup
I swear
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