笨小笨FR FR歌词由Keke Palmer演唱，出自专辑《Big Boss (Explicit)》，下面是《FR FR》完整版歌词！
FR FR歌词完整版
FR FR - Keke Palmer
Doo-doo-doo ah-ah doo-doo-doo (Ooh)
Doo-doo-doo ah-ah doo-doo-doo
Wake up with no make up and smoke up my lungs (Kiss the sun)
Polish up my nails but not my Twitter thumbs (Are you dumb)
And you like the way I'm talkin' to you where you from
Could your lips stay sealed
Would you spill Like for real for real
Put you through the door your Honda Accord
If you tell anybody like
I don't need nobody calling me thotty
'Bout all of my bodies
And I'm tryna see you double out on the front of the car
Gucci I'm so pretty
Close the door close your mouth
We don't chase clout in my city
You try to hydrate and that thirst won't let you chill
Baby it's valid valid I know how you feel
Gotta sign your name on it and keep your lips sealed
Gotta be low with it
For real for real (For real for real)
You know the vibes eh-eh don't play (For real for real)
No cellphones sign this NDA (For real)
And I just might let you taste the meal
But you gotta be low with it for real for real
Sour California sipping on Bombay (Everyday)
Hold up while I roll up on a paper plate
While you nibble all over my body like a piece of cake
And you know the drill
let me see your skills like for real for real
Quit tryna be cute stand and salute
Knockin' the boots like
My body gon' whine it's been a long time
I gotta get mine right now
Double out on the front of the car
Gucci I'm so pretty
Close the door close your mouth
We don't chase clout in my city
You try to hydrate and that thirst won't let you chill
Baby it's valid valid I know how you feel
Gotta sign your name on it and keep your lips sealed
Gotta be low with it
For real for real (For real for real)
You know the vibes eh-eh don't play (For real for real)
No cellphones sign this NDA (For real)
And I just might let you taste the meal
But you gotta be low with it for real for real
I'm tryna turn a milly to a bill'
And I could turn your demo to a deal
But snitchin' round hear could get you killed
Put some diamonds in your grill
All my diamonds are for real (For real)
I really like the way you make me feel (For real)
Like my my my Johnny Gill
Keep hittin' it right I'll put you in my will
Put some diamonds in your grill
All my diamonds are for real (For real)
Oh woah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
