Lyrics:
She's 'bout to go in
She likes that low end
Damn, her ass is so big
Just keep it bumping
Peaches and cream
Uh oh, there she go, that's that look all
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
wasn't gonna leave me
She said she always gonna stay by my side
This time she mistreated me
And I don't know how many times she lied
Well I love my
eatin' ice cream
Mule got sick so they laid him on the green
Stay all night stay
Well you ought to see my blue eyed Sally
She lives away down
Dirty-mouthed Flo, she cusses like a sailor
And the boys at the RR say she's a flat firebrand
Yeah but they don't know how the dirty words fair her
and the grasshopper eatin' ice cream mule got sick so they laid him on the green
Stay all night stay...
[ guitar ]
Well you ought to see my Blue Eyed Sally she lives
me that I'm in control but I know it's just a lie
And I don't mind oh
Will she love you tomorrow like she loves you today
She can keep your heart
oak tree
That's old fashioned, that's the way love should be
We enjoy sitting side by side
In the booth in the ice cream parlor
Where we play
'fore I toast to the best time
We L-O-L back and forth on the text line
She got me fishin' for her love I confess I'm
Somethin' 'bout her smile
So she said, "What's the problem, baby?"
What's the problem? I don't know
Well, maybe I'm in love (love)
Think about it every time
I think about
the ceilin to the flo
So fine I'm about to explode
She loves it
She loves it
She loves it
She loves it when I
[4x]
when she's told she's gonna get it
I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it
Clinging 'til I'm getting sentimental
Said she wasn't going but she
Almost eighteen, a lot of sugar and lace
Almost eighteen with an angel face
She says, I'm her kind of guy and if I leave her, she'll die, uh, uh
She knows, she knows
That I'm never gonna let another take her love from me now
Everybody wants to steal my girl
Everybody wants to take her love
stop walkin'
'Till I get in sweet mama's arms
Lord, the girl I'm lovin'
She got that great long curly hair
Lord, the girl I'm lovin'
Got the great
walkin'
'Till I get in sweet mama's arms
Lord, the girl I'm lovin'
She got that great long curly hair
Lord, the girl I'm lovin'
Got the great long curly
like clothes, ha
But I'm from Tha Pound and we don't love them hoes
How could you trust a ho? (why?)
'Cause a ho's a trick
I don't love them tricks
like clothes, ha
But I'm from Tha Pound and we don't love them hoes
How could you trust a ho? (why?)
'Cause a ho's a trick
I don't love them tricks
finest, thats without a doubt
Make a wrong move, might stomp him out
Baby got ass, but is it real
Come shake it on the flo’, and let me feel
She giggin’ too
And I lost her hesitating by temptation lest it runs
But she don't holler me but I'm not there, I'm gone
Now I'll cry tonight like I cried the night
just a little bit more
She's got every right to wait until her heart has healed
And when she's ready, I'm here and I'm gonna hold her
Inch by inch she
She wants the CREAM
She loves the CREAM
She needs the CREAM
She gets the CREAM
She wants the CREAM
She loves the CREAM
She needs the CREAM
She gets
Oh, girl
I been looking for somebody who gon' hold me down in this cold world
Where you girl? Oh
Oh, girl (she don't love me like she say she
and Tyler but call me Baudelaire, yeah
Out in Switzerland, travel with my bitch, yeah, we kissin', dawg
I love when she let me rub her like Michelin
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