Peace Sign
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
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 counting this money
You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali
Fornication in the FountainBlu
4 or 5 of them bitches couldn't amount to you
I could spend it all than 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 call up 'bout our first name
I'ma change the bitch last name
Don't wanna hear stories about your last lane
We sippin' syrup in the fast lane
[?] miles than your prom date
I seen a brick in the 9th grade
Swerve up on a bitch and I might say
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
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 counting this money
You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali
We turn into the [?]
Slip and slide in the kitchen while you cooking up
I eat your pussy, why your legs up
Front to back, side to side, then I blow all in your butt
She say my life is like a true crime
One time for [?] that nigga still ridin'
So I fuck her like I'm locked up
For every young soldier that's boxed up
Home boy snake straight fuck nigga
Then it's time to cut him off, you can't fuck with him
These bitches like a gift to me
So I love the pussy that she gives to me
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
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 counting this money
You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
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 counting this money
You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali
Fornication in the FountainBlu
4 or 5 of them bitches couldn't amount to you
I could spend it all than 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 call up 'bout our first name
I'ma change the bitch last name
Don't wanna hear stories about your last lane
We sippin' syrup in the fast lane
[?] miles than your prom date
I seen a brick in the 9th grade
Swerve up on a bitch and I might say
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
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 counting this money
You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali
We turn into the [?]
Slip and slide in the kitchen while you cooking up
I eat your pussy, why your legs up
Front to back, side to side, then I blow all in your butt
She say my life is like a true crime
One time for [?] that nigga still ridin'
So I fuck her like I'm locked up
For every young soldier that's boxed up
Home boy snake straight fuck nigga
Then it's time to cut him off, you can't fuck with him
These bitches like a gift to me
So I love the pussy that she gives to me
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called fucking
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 counting this money
You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali
Credits
Writer(s): Rick Ross, Jermaine Denny, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane
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