Peaches & Creme

I never thought I'd be addicted to you
Front, back, or the side you let me make all the rules
I'm like fuck it, Uh
I might hunker down
I'm in love with her flavors I keep coming for rounds
I need more, This ain't no regular Bitch
I had her falling in love since she had Some this
Pouring out of her mouth, while she Asking for more
She brought cake so we got Peach Cobbler fasho like
I really really want I can't even front got a nigga all up on it like
Let me catch my breath
Ima fuck it up ima eat the rest like

Shorty turned me to a junky
Rolling round in public shorty melting And I want like
Lick it up out the seat
I'm trynna eat peaches till that body weak and cream
Oh yeah

I need it cause you know that I'm a fiend
Getting freaky in the Mazda Three
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
Getting freaky in the Mazda Three
It's even better when it's with ice cream
Know what I mean Peaches and Cream

Pent up aggression We should book a session
In the crib or the car I'm like baby who you pressin
Trying
Trynna make sure that you comfortable
Cause girl you so delectable
I'm like what it is, Wassup
Got me drooling out the mouth
I trynna eat you everywhere
In the mall or at the house
I'm trynna make you melt girl
You trynna make a Nigga drown
You can tell me how it felt girl
But put this in your mouth hold up
Tasting flavors
Hit your notes
Your pussy I'm the mayor
The city labeled me a goat
I'm trynna make banger
Damn
Girl you're just like dope like

Shorty turned me to a junky
Rolling round in public shorty melting and I want like
Lick it up out the seat
I'm trynna eat peaches till that body weak and cream
Oh yeah

I need it cause you know that I'm a fiend
Getting freaky in the Mazda Three
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
Getting freaky in the Mazda Three
It's even better when it's with ice cream
Know what I mean Peaches and Cream

I'm like damn Like run that back
I'm like damn Like run that back
I'm trynna get to the peaches like damn
I'm trynna get to the peaches like damn
I'm trynna eat you on the beach like damn
I'm trynna eat you on the beach like damn
Eat you every week like
God damn
Eat you every week like
Going ham
I don't really
God damn
Aye
I be trynna see sun going dumb
I ain't throwing sea salt no more
I was trynna get up in it like
Trynna get up in it like



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Boetel
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