Lyrics Peaches N' Creme (feat. Zaid!) - Xzaye

I can feel the pressure from yo body when I walk up and you lookin at me
Well we can get it started, go exotic Ima pro, you ain't wit no rookie
I kno you got a nigga yea I get it
We can go someplace nobody looking
And if it's still a problem I can solve it wen I dip the chip all In the cookie
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I call this activated
I kno they hate It, I be hella faded
This life Im livin I would never trade it
My focus dollars bitch Im hella jaded
I jus been grindin I been hella patient
I ain't wit the fake a shit
Nooo
Kno I dont need her she dont wanna let gooo
But the feelings aint the same and she always on road
But that Booty on swole, and Im really all dogg
Roll another Wood if the Henny all gone yea
Back up, Back up
I got money on my mind Im thinkin
Stack up stack up
Niggas love to gossip
Watch em act up, act up
Watch em Chirp behind yo back then be first to dap up
Yea
I need a stallion wit some stamina
Hurt me baby, pussy that'll damage ya
Im talkin Mental she a savage out Atlanta bruh
She tryna fuck me cause she say she need manager

I can feel the pressure from yo body when I walk up and you lookin at me
Well we can get it started, go exotic Ima pro, you ain't wit no rookie
I kno you got a nigga yea I get it
We can go someplace nobody looking
And if it's still a problem I can solve it when I dip the chip all In the cookie
Peaches N Creme
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Fuck the red I need some Gold Bottoms
Im pullin hoes shit I could cold call em
Ugh
Roll wit Psychos what you know bout it
This aint the place to find no roll model
Nah
I was at the Louie Store
This Bitch just went Groupie mode
These hoes tryna use me
You cant fool me
I see through these hoes
Wanna play game
I put her out on Lennox road
I might get her name wrong
I got way to many hoes... Oh you aint wit it?
I got way to many goals
Roll up get the Henny po'd
I cant leave her head alone
And now she salty cause I led her on
Cause she'll be long gone before I end this song
Yo bitch a DUB
While my bitch a drug
And I just load my crack pipe and I roll it up
Grindin like a half-pipe pockets full as Fuck
My bitch like to act nice but she Rude as Fuck

I can feel the pressure from yo body when I walk up and you lookin at me
Well we can get it started, go exotic Ima pro, you ain't wit no rookie
I kno you got a nigga yea I get it
We can go someplace nobody looking
And if it's still a problem I can solve it when I dip the chip all In the cookie
Peaches N Creme
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