Plumskinnz (Oh No I Don't Believe It)

Oh, no, I don't believe it

B-b-bum

Don't think I ain't good when I'm gooder

Don't think I won't when I woulda

I save plums in lump sums because I may want it soon

Damn, I wouldn't want my plum to turn prune

Unless it be all that, be all that

It won't matter, just black sweet ones come fatter

I'm kinda, kinda picky with my fruit mix

But always fix fat drums in the batter

They say you must, must share a little plum

I say, "With that idea, kid, you're dumb"

I play the role, play the role, kinda shy

And keep the concept to unbutton the fly

The question, my oh my, any left for thy shore?

I pick fresh fruit, plus vick 'em galore

Raw as can be, I can be much more

Adore my sweet gift shot like quick draw McGraw

It's plenty much, plenty much to go around

I weigh 'em by the hand, take 'em by the pound

Maybe I slap big, bot-tom 'round

But if not, sit tight, I just might hound you down

Things that make you go "mm"

Taste a sugarplum, use your mouth, go "mm"

If you ain't already been, yo, catch me with a finicky grin

And you should know, like Flynn I'm in

For those plumskinz

I said a hip, hop, shooby doo-wop

When I'm squishin' up a plum (ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby-doo-wop

When I'm rubbin on a plum (ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby-doo-wop

When I'm goin' on a plum (ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby-doo-wop

And when I'm grabbin' on a plum (ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby-doo-wop

When I'm juggling a plum (ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby-doo-wop

When I'm lickin' on a plum (ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby-doo-wop

When I'm nibblin' on a plum (ya don't stop!)

I said a hip, hop, shooby-doo-wop