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lirik lagu pap – simba & cam

[intro]
i said, certified freak
seven days a week
wet*ass peaches
make that pull*out game weak

[verse 1: simba]
lovelypeaches on the track
this beat burnin’ and itchin’
don’t leave me ‘round yo man ‘cause yo dude gonna go missing
travel all around the world, yes i’m on a mission
he say it burn when he be p*ssing
i’m completing my mission
so much i wanna say i just can’t make it rhyme
that peachling breath stank so i let him hit it from behind
two brothers, what that mean?
two d*cks at a time?
but they only last six seconds, i guess they made vine
shid
on to his cousin, that peachling was fine
ion even know his name but i bet he know mines
he said, “peaches, you lovely
but you don’t smell like your name”
he said my p*ssy smell like fish and it tastes the same
he brought me some soap like i’m supposed to be ashamed
[pre chorus: cam]
by the way, what he say?
he can tell i ain’t missing no meals
come through and check him in my automobile
let him * with his grills, he keep tellin’ me to chill
he keep telling me it’s real, that he love my s*x appeal
he say don’t like ’em boney, he want something he can grab
so i pulled up in the jag’, and i hit him with the jab like
dun*d*d*dun*dun*d*d*dun*dun

[chorus]
oh my gosh, look at her peachy ass p*ssy
oh my gosh, look at her payed my tuition just to kiss me on this peachy ass p*ssy now make it rain if you want to see some peachy ass p*ssy

[verse 2: cam]
thi*this dude named michael used to ride motorcycles
di*d*ck bigger than a tower, i ain’t talking about eiffel’s
real country*ass n*gga, let me play with his rifle
p*ssy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me nyquil
now that bang, bang, bang
i let him hit it ’cause he slang cocaine
he toss my salad like his name romaine
and when we done, i make him buy me balmain
i’m on some dumb sh*t

[pre chorus: cam]
by the way, what he say?
he can tell i ain’t missing no meals
come through and check him in my automobile
let him * with his grills, he keep tellin’ me to chill
he keep telling me it’s real, that he love my s*x appeal
he say don’t like ’em boney, he want something he can grab
so i pulled up in the jag’, and i hit him with the jab like
dun*d*d*dun*dun*d*d*dun*dun
[chorus]
oh my gosh, look at her peachy ass p*ssy
oh my gosh, look at her payed my tuition just to kiss me on this peachy ass p*ssy now make it rain if you want to see some peachy ass p*ssy

- simba cam

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