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Letra : Peaches
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (My name)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
Okay, so let me start this b*t*h off right
Ain't no doubt about nothin' I'ma do on the mic
Been a long time comin', but I'm right on time
I'm the topic of discussion, I'm the talk of the time (Yeah)
Chunky b*t*h with a pretty figure (Prеtty figure)
Ain't no itty bitty b*t*h, but I can pull a n***a (Pull a n***a)
I ain't worried bout a broad 'less shе in the mirror (In the mirror)
Same Louis V jeans, but the pockets thicker
Had to drop that old n***a, now I'm packin' it light (Now I'm packin' it light)
If the d**k swing low, n***a, you my type (N***a, you my type)
F**k up any beat, just give me the mic (Just give me the mic)
Deebo with the flow, b*t*h, that's my bite (Ooh)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (My name)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
I-N-A-Y-A-H (Yeah)
I could be a lot of things, but, baby, I ain't fake (Nope)
Need it all up front 'cause, baby, I can't wait (Wait)
Ya n***a wanna blow me up, but, baby, I ain't cake (Yeah)
I ain't goin' back and forth with no broke-a** b*t*h (Broke-a**)
And that song that you like, I probably wrote that sh*t (Yeah)
Got him fiendin' how he need it, how I rode that d**k (Broke-a** b*t*h)
Made him call the pu**y "tag" 'cause he know that's it (Yeah)
More fire, hot like Naya (Naya)
Whole lotta juice, I'm the plug and the wire (Wire)
Whole damn crew got the heater like a dryer (Yeah)
If a motherf**ker try, we gon' ride like tires
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (My name)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts
Uh, Peaches
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (My name)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
Okay, so let me start this b*t*h off right
Ain't no doubt about nothin' I'ma do on the mic
Been a long time comin', but I'm right on time
I'm the topic of discussion, I'm the talk of the time (Yeah)
Chunky b*t*h with a pretty figure (Prеtty figure)
Ain't no itty bitty b*t*h, but I can pull a n***a (Pull a n***a)
I ain't worried bout a broad 'less shе in the mirror (In the mirror)
Same Louis V jeans, but the pockets thicker
Had to drop that old n***a, now I'm packin' it light (Now I'm packin' it light)
If the d**k swing low, n***a, you my type (N***a, you my type)
F**k up any beat, just give me the mic (Just give me the mic)
Deebo with the flow, b*t*h, that's my bite (Ooh)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (My name)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
I-N-A-Y-A-H (Yeah)
I could be a lot of things, but, baby, I ain't fake (Nope)
Need it all up front 'cause, baby, I can't wait (Wait)
Ya n***a wanna blow me up, but, baby, I ain't cake (Yeah)
I ain't goin' back and forth with no broke-a** b*t*h (Broke-a**)
And that song that you like, I probably wrote that sh*t (Yeah)
Got him fiendin' how he need it, how I rode that d**k (Broke-a** b*t*h)
Made him call the pu**y "tag" 'cause he know that's it (Yeah)
More fire, hot like Naya (Naya)
Whole lotta juice, I'm the plug and the wire (Wire)
Whole damn crew got the heater like a dryer (Yeah)
If a motherf**ker try, we gon' ride like tires
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (My name)
My name is Peaches and I'm the best (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Yeah)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (Feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts (He wanna feel my breasts)
All the DJs want to feel my breasts
Uh, Peaches
