Jeremih - Peace Sign lyrics
Jeremih [Jeremy Phillip Felton] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Jeremih - Peace Sign lyrics]
Hey girl let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin' hey girl
Let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin'
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty
I know you love to get nasty
I be countin' this money
You can get freaky while
I'm rollin' my Cali
Aye sexy girl, pull your boobs out
Hop up on it and ride, I pull the moves out
I know it's juicy as fuck
I done heard 'bout you
Turn niggas to stalkers
I done heard 'bout you
I'm different though
I'm on a mission though
Shit I might even lick it
Before I stick it though
Have you bussin' like a chopper, la la la
Used to be mellow when I was off the lala
You taste like a peach, what you told me
And you should get the sweetie pie trophy
If it's sticky I need more than a quickie
Round 1, round 2
I'm strippin' you out them Vickies
Hey girl let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin' hey girl
Let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin'
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty
I know you love to get nasty
I be countin' this money
You can get freaky while
I'm rollin' my Cali
Chuck a deuce, chuck, chuck, chuck a deuce
Girl you hit it on the
Head like duck duck goose
Love me some head but bruh sucka-proof
Bust off, now I got the mothafuckin' juice
2pac, I'm holdin' onto 38 i want in
Girl that pussy like the pearly gates
Fly ass nigga, I ain't ever nosedive
'Til she put them legs up, 11: 05
Hey girl let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin' hey girl
Let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin'
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty
I know you love to get nasty
I be countin' this money
You can get freaky while
I'm rollin' my Cali
Ohhhh oh oh oh ohhhh oh oh oh
Ohhhh oh oh oh ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh
Fuck you in my Guccis, know I stay G'd up
Heels to the ceiling, keep your legs V'd up
V12, ride it, love it when she speed up
Call me when you need me
Know I got that re-up
Drill, drill, drill, leave that pussy beat up
Pill, pill, pill poppin', poppin', we up
We up, feet hot, touch the roof
She give me peace, I lay it down
Chuck a deuce
Hey girl hey girl
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign
'bout this thing called fuckin' hey girl
Let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin'
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty
I know you love to get nasty
I be countin' this money
You can get freaky while
I'm rollin' my Cali
Aye sexy girl, pull your boobs out
Hop up on it and ride, I pull the moves out
I know it's juicy as fuck
I done heard 'bout you
Turn niggas to stalkers
I done heard 'bout you
I'm different though
I'm on a mission though
Shit I might even lick it
Before I stick it though
Have you bussin' like a chopper, la la la
Used to be mellow when I was off the lala
You taste like a peach, what you told me
And you should get the sweetie pie trophy
If it's sticky I need more than a quickie
Round 1, round 2
I'm strippin' you out them Vickies
Hey girl let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin' hey girl
Let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin'
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty
I know you love to get nasty
I be countin' this money
You can get freaky while
I'm rollin' my Cali
Chuck a deuce, chuck, chuck, chuck a deuce
Girl you hit it on the
Head like duck duck goose
Love me some head but bruh sucka-proof
Bust off, now I got the mothafuckin' juice
2pac, I'm holdin' onto 38 i want in
Girl that pussy like the pearly gates
Fly ass nigga, I ain't ever nosedive
'Til she put them legs up, 11: 05
Hey girl let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin' hey girl
Let me tell you a little story
'bout this thing called fuckin'
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty
I know you love to get nasty
I be countin' this money
You can get freaky while
I'm rollin' my Cali
Ohhhh oh oh oh ohhhh oh oh oh
Ohhhh oh oh oh ohhhh oh oh oh oh oh
Fuck you in my Guccis, know I stay G'd up
Heels to the ceiling, keep your legs V'd up
V12, ride it, love it when she speed up
Call me when you need me
Know I got that re-up
Drill, drill, drill, leave that pussy beat up
Pill, pill, pill poppin', poppin', we up
We up, feet hot, touch the roof
She give me peace, I lay it down
Chuck a deuce
Hey girl hey girl
Lay you on your back
Got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back
Got your legs wide open like a peace sign