Peach(feat. City Girls) (Clean)-Pardison Fontaine/City Girls

[Intro: Pardison Fontaine] Wheezy outta here Yeah, yeah, **** it up, yeah, look, uh Said he's got the watch, flood it up Cuban link, bust it up (Ayy) You all know to **** it up (Ayy, ayy) Look (Ayy, ayy) [Pre-Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] Everything that a nigga got, got it out the dirt (I did) Like a rose in the concrete, I blossomed out the curb (Ayy) Remember girls used to curve me, man, them *****es had some nerve Ain't no nigga out here ****ing with me, far as I'm concerned [Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] You got a peach (Peach), ass (Ass), **** be looking right You get to dancing in the mirror, you want some **** that get you hype Gave a couple niggas chances, they ain't never get it right Told your girl to leave them lames alone, now take your own advice You got a peach (Peach), ass (Ass), **** be looking right Girl, you bad and you working so you every nigga's type Girl, you lit in real life, you don't need a lot of likes And I know if looks'd kill, you doing 25 to life, ayy [Post-Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] Shake that ass, ooh, watch yourself, ayy Shake that ass, ooh, watch yourself Break them handcuffs, forget your man, move somethin' If he ask you what you doin', say, "Ooh, nothin'" [Verse 1: Pardison Fontaine] I said all you know is bustin', all you know is thuggin' All you know is hustle, you been working more than clubbin' Moving underground, young Harriet Tubman All you make is money, you let *****es make assumptions Now your girl is feeling hype because she know that this your song My dawg said you ain't no freak, you about to prove him wrong Got an ass like a horse, Old MacDonald had a farm And I know I drive you crazy but I never steer you wrong [Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] You got a peach (Peach), ass (Ass), **** be looking right You get to dancing in the mirror, you want some **** that get you hype Gave a couple niggas chances, they ain't never get it right Told your girl to leave them lames alone, now take your own advice (Wheezy outta here) You got a peach (Peach), ass (Ass), **** be looking right Girl, you bad and you working so you every nigga's type Girl, you lit in real life, you don't need a lot of likes And I know if looks'd kill, you doing 25 to life, ayy [Post-Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] Shake that ass, ooh, watch yourself, ayy Shake that ass, ooh, watch yourself Break them handcuffs, forget your man, move somethin' If he ask you what you doin', say, "Ooh, nothin'" [Verse 2: Yung Miami] Let that ass hang out, ***** All up out the window, screaming, "Ow," ***** Sneak dissing so I turned into an owl, ***** Screaming, "Who? Who finna do what to who?" Not you (*****) In the Bentley truck, I need room (Yup) My perfume is Chanel, you assume my next move (Hah) You was off, no, not close I could buy me a Ghost (Skrrt) I just might do the most Came from nothing so I post (Period) [Pre-Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy) [Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] You got a peach (Peach), ass (Ass), **** be looking right You get to dancing in the mirror, you want some **** that get you hype Gave a couple niggas chances, they ain't never get it right Told your girl to leave them lames alone, now take your own advice You got a peach (Peach), ass (Peachy), **** be looking right Girl, you bad and you working so you every nigga's type Girl, you lit in real life, you don't need a lot of likes And I know if looks'd kill, you doing 25 to life, ayy [Post-Chorus: Pardison Fontaine] Shake that ass, ooh, watch yourself, ayy Shake that ass, ooh, watch yourself Break them handcuffs, forget your man, move somethin' If he ask you what you doin', say, "Ooh, nothin'" [Outro] Ooh, this that DJ Swagger