Well me and Kage are hungry
We're hungry for some fruit
We wander through the garden
It would be a hoot
To eat some low hanging fruit
We're on a freaky pursuit
Don't want no high class model in designer fucking bathing suit
We want the low hanging fruit
Me and Kage are horny
We looking for a snack
Looking for a plump one
With a tasty crack
We want some low hanging fruit
She wears a bee keeper suit
She got the shit kickin' boot
We need the low hanging fruit
She got the flip flops on with hot red potatoes
And a butt floss thong with fried green tomatoes
And she loves the song we sing for the ladies c'mon
Oh my God
Low hanging fruit
She wears a pink parachute
She got the black tattoo and the honky tonkin' daisy dukes
We love the low hanging fruit
We got the high class voodoo not gonna fuck me
But the low class voodoo sweet chunky monkey
When you smoke that bood it smell like a skunky c'mon
C'mon! C'mon! C'mon! C'mon!