Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I like the way it's goin' down (that's that shit right there)
C'mon, c'mon (that's that shit right there)
For all my ladies (that's that shit right there)
Bad Boy, baby (that's that shit right there)
I got that peaches and cream (that's that shit right there)
Peaches and cream
(It's the P, the U, the F, the F) yeah, yeah, c'mon, uh
From the car to the bar, from the bar to the telly
From your neck to your bra, your bra to your belly (c'mon)
And she know where P. D. go, F the ego, catch me below
Her belt like a foul boxer, she a freak, but she sweet, so I can't knock her (can't knock her)
I just push her legs back 'til she propped up
Tongue her and singin' high notes like an opera
And I don't waste a drop 'til I taste the spot
Give me chills, but I make it hot (hot), watch
I'ma prove in times, I'ma make ya lose your mind in a lingua smooth as mine
And I never question what hon' do
When she meet me, she knock on door 112
From the 404 to 212
You got peaches and cream, ma, where's my scoop? C'mon!
Let me tell you what I wanna do
Let me show you that I'm feelin' you
Wanna sex, wanna ride with you
Wanna taste, wanna put my lips all over you
Can't get enough of you
Always again with you
So sweet, so very wet
So good, girl, you make me sweat
Girl, I'm talkin' 'bout
Peaches and cream (oh)
I need it 'cause you know that I'm a fiend (that's right)
Gettin' freaky in my Bentley limousine
It's even better when it's with ice cream
Know what I mean?
Peaches and cream
I need it 'cause you know that I'm a fiend
Gettin' freaky in my Bentley limousine (girl, you taste so good to me, oh)
It's even better when it's with ice cream
Know what I mean?
Peaches and cream
I never thought that I would be
So addicted to you
On top, underneath, on the side of you