"Five A Day Flex" lyrics
(feat. Sexual P)
Baby, I'ma make love slowly
To my one and only girlie
But you gotta understand
I'm still on that— (Ha-ha)
Five-a-day flex (Yeah), that five-a-day flex (Oh yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Shut up)
Five-a-day flex (Who does that?), that five-a-day flex (Oh yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She came here for banana (Okay), so I gave her banana (Okay)
Then she wanted a sleepover, and I don't wear pyjama (Nah)
We ridin' to a rhythm, and I don't play the drums
And then she opened up (Oh), and I gave her that calcium (Yes)
Yeah, some call it a dire (Yeah), but I call it my life (It is)
Need that ring on my finger, and I don't mean a wife (Nah, fuck her!)
Wearin' [?] gloves, 'cause she like that rough sex
Gettin' five times a day, I'm on that five-a-day flex
Who does that?
Five-a-day flex (Oh yeah), that five-a-day flex (Shut up)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Oh yes)
Five-a-day flex (What?), that five-a-day flex (Oh yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex
Me and my sexy girlie, parade her like a trophy
She think I'm a balloon, that's why she always wanna blow me
She turn up in that apron, she turn up for the dairy
I don't like pickin' fruit, unless I'm pickin' Halle Berry, yeah
"Pop" goes the cherry (Big pop), "red light" don't mean "stop"
And I don't need that V, 'cause that D never flip-flop
Willy want a threesome? Then I suggest a [?]
Yeah, I'm on that apple Vicks, girl, I only come in whiter
Baby, I'ma make love slowly (Yeah)
To my one and only girlie (Ha-ha)
Five-a-day flex, that five-a-day flex
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex
Five-a-day flex (Yeah), that five-a-day flex (Yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Yeah)
Sexual P, man
Uh, but mainly The Midnight Beast, 'cause it's our album
Shout out to Kingston, man
Yeah, shout out to Southfields, man
Who does that?
To my one and only girlie
But you gotta understand
I'm still on that— (Ha-ha)
Five-a-day flex (Yeah), that five-a-day flex (Oh yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Shut up)
Five-a-day flex (Who does that?), that five-a-day flex (Oh yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She came here for banana (Okay), so I gave her banana (Okay)
Then she wanted a sleepover, and I don't wear pyjama (Nah)
We ridin' to a rhythm, and I don't play the drums
And then she opened up (Oh), and I gave her that calcium (Yes)
Yeah, some call it a dire (Yeah), but I call it my life (It is)
Need that ring on my finger, and I don't mean a wife (Nah, fuck her!)
Wearin' [?] gloves, 'cause she like that rough sex
Gettin' five times a day, I'm on that five-a-day flex
Who does that?
Five-a-day flex (Oh yeah), that five-a-day flex (Shut up)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Oh yes)
Five-a-day flex (What?), that five-a-day flex (Oh yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex
Me and my sexy girlie, parade her like a trophy
She think I'm a balloon, that's why she always wanna blow me
She turn up in that apron, she turn up for the dairy
I don't like pickin' fruit, unless I'm pickin' Halle Berry, yeah
"Pop" goes the cherry (Big pop), "red light" don't mean "stop"
And I don't need that V, 'cause that D never flip-flop
Willy want a threesome? Then I suggest a [?]
Yeah, I'm on that apple Vicks, girl, I only come in whiter
Baby, I'ma make love slowly (Yeah)
To my one and only girlie (Ha-ha)
Five-a-day flex, that five-a-day flex
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex
Five-a-day flex (Yeah), that five-a-day flex (Yeah)
But I don't mean the fruit, girl, I just mean the sex (Yeah)
Sexual P, man
Uh, but mainly The Midnight Beast, 'cause it's our album
Shout out to Kingston, man
Yeah, shout out to Southfields, man
Who does that?
