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Yeah, That shit sho feel good Hey player, dis Peaches Coming back at ya one mo gen, wit a big whats up Break out your black low, and your booms phone As I send it out one more time For East Pointe, College Park, Decatur, and the swats! We got that Southernplayalisticadillacfunkymuzik for yo' trunk And it's fat like herringbone, and tight like nap booty So let me take you deep, straight to the point Cause it ain't nothing but King Shit, all day, everyday
Written by: TERRENCE SMITH, ANTWAN PATTON, PATRICK BROWN, RAYMON MURRAY, RICO RENARD WADE, MICHAEL HARDNETT, PRESTON CRUMP, MARVIN PARKMAN
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