Georgia Peaches

Yeah, ayy (Doo-doo-doo, doo, doo-doo-doo)
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da
Yeah
That girl bad but she got secrets
She conceited but got reasons
She gon tear your heart to pieces
Pussy taste like Georgia peaches
Delight in the afternoon
Me, you, and your Majiin Buu
Sliding back on my bamboo
Making your big screen debut (Ayy)
Ayy, and Lord knows I love Scorpios
Call me Macaroni Tony, not Antonio
Tryna lick you down the middle like a Oreo
If its mine , then its mine, Im territorial
She say its no love on the Southside
You dont trust nobody, maybe thats why
She told me all she needed was the right guy
But she dont see herself in my life
And you just wanna dance til the night end
Tryna bounce back like a rubber band
Take a couple pics for your Instagram
Hoping that you can forget about that other man
Baby, we can take a trip to the West Inns
You can be my buddy, be my best friend
We can make love on the dry land
Wash our sins in the waves of the island

Ayy, and I aint really in a rush
But I know your love is a must, girl
And you aint gotta say too much
Cause the look in your eyes just gives you up
And who gon make love to you like me?
You know I love that sugar honey iced tea
You be telling all your friends you dont like me
But I be knocking down ya walls fortnightly
Girl, dont act like its just me
In love all alone
Ayy, ayy
Ooh, you got me in the dark
Tell me whats goingon
But youd much rather dance
And you just wanna dance til the night end
Tryna bounce back like a rubber band
Take a couple pics for your Instagram
Hoping that you can forget about that other man
Baby, we can take a trip to the West Inns
You can be my buddy, be my best friend
We can make love on the dry land
Wash our sins in the waves of the island