It's a good looking crowd Maybe a little too good looking You know what I mean Cuz Jables don't like his porridge too hot But Rage Kage don't like his porridge too cold We like it right in the middle Just right 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 hangin' fruit We're on a free pursuit Don't want no high class model in designer fuckin' bathing suit Now We want the low hangin' fruit Me and Kage are horny We're lookin' for a snack Lookin' for a plump one With a tasty crack We want some low hangin' fruit She wear the pink parachute She got the shifting? She got the low hangin' fruit She got the flip-flops on with hot red potatoes And the butt-floss 'long with fried green tomatoes And she love that song we sing for the ladies Come on! Oh my god! Rip-snort and a flip-florp fiddly-fjorp... Low hangin' fruit She wears a pink parachute She got the fly tattoo and the honky-tonky daisy dukes We love the low hangin' fruit Because the high-class fruit is not gonna fuck me But the low-class fruit is sweet chunky monkey When you smoke that fruit, you smell like a skunky Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!