red cafe - peace sign lyrics
[hook: jeremih & red cafe]
hey girl, let me tell you a little story ’bout this thing called f-ckin’
hey girl, let me tell you a little story ’bout this thing called f-ckin’
lay you on your back
got your legs in the air like a peace sign
lay you on your back
got your legs wide open like a peace sign
we can make it nasty
i know you love to get nasty
i be countin’ this money
you can get freaky while i’m rollin’ my cali
[verse 1: red cafe]
yeah, i only compare you to your reflection
let’s say this thing we got be on textin’
any time of day, strip off your lingerie
i’m a real n-gga, its a real n-gga holiday
i know its juicy as f-ck i done heard ’bout you
turn n-ggas to stalkers, i done heard ’bout you
have you bussin’ like a chopper, la la la
used to be mellow when i was off the lala
you taste like a peach, what you told me
and you should get the sweetie pie trophy
if it’s sticky i need more than a quickie
round 1, round 2, i’m strippin’ you out them vickies, ah!
[hook: jeremih & red cafe]
hey girl, let me tell you a little story ’bout this thing called f-ckin’
hey girl, let me tell you a little story ’bout this thing called f-ckin’
lay you on your back
got your legs in the air like a peace sign
lay you on your back
got your legs wide open like a peace sign
we can make it nasty
i know you love to get nasty
i be countin’ this money
you can get freaky while i’m rollin’ my cali
[verse 2: rick ross]
fornication in the fountain blue
4 or 5 of them b-tches couldn’t amount to you
i could spend it all, then spend a night with you
but i got too much of it, i’m just a flight away
she a baller, we both shopping for the same brands
bail hard but they all call up ’bout her first name
i’ma change the b-tch last name
don’t wanna hear stories about your last lame (nah)
we sippin’ syrup in the fast lane
wide-body phantom, lower miles than your prom date
i seen a brick in the 9th grade
swerve up on a b-tch and i might say (maybach music), ugh
[hook: jeremih & red cafe]
hey girl, let me tell you a little story ’bout this thing called f-ckin’
hey girl, let me tell you a little story ’bout this thing called f-ckin’
lay you on your back
got your legs in the air like a peace sign
lay you on your back
got your legs wide open like a peace sign
we can make it nasty
i know you love to get nasty
i be countin’ this money
you can get freaky while you rollin’ my cali
[outro: jeremih]
oh, oh, oh, oh
hey girl, hey girl
lay you on your back
got your legs in the air like a peace sign
lay you on your back
got your legs wide open like a peace sign
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