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shopping spree - peezy lyrics

[intro]
i’m calling you daddy, daddy
can you be my daddy, daddy?
i need a daddy, daddy
won’t you be my daddy, daddy? (h*lluva made this beat, baby)
come and make it rain down on me
come and make it rain down on me

[chorus]
i pick b*tches up and i knock b*tches down
i fly b*tches in and i fly b*tches out
that ass come out them pants, i love when it go ’round and ’round
we in the paint, we goin’ hard, that p*ssy makin’ sounds
love when she on top of me
i’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin’ me
after this, i take you on a shopping spree
love when she on top of me
i’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin’ me
after this, i take you on a shopping spree
[verse 1]
club lettin’ out
shorty, check it out, i wanna stretch you out
goin’ h.a.m., five different positions, this the second round
resuscitation, we go mouth*to*mouth
f*ck in the car, f*ck in the house
f*ck in the bed, f*ck on the couch
i climb on top, spit in your mouth
she keep on squirtin’, grab a towel, this p*ssy wet
i had on a condom, it ain’t feel like it, i had to check
she a gemini, she two*faced, i want some head
i’m tryna bust all on your new braces, chanel your shoelaces
somethin’ about this b*tch, i wanna leave, but i just can’t
i’m stressed out, wanna f*ck you from the back, i’m not okay
she playin’ games, actin’ hard to hit, but i know she fake
sent a text message like when you get off work, come sit on my face, yeah

[chorus]
i pick b*tches up and i knock b*tches down
i fly b*tches in and i fly b*tches out
that ass come out them pants, i love when it go ’round and ’round
we in the paint, we goin’ hard, that p*ssy makin’ sounds
love when she on top of me
i’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin’ me
after this, i take you on a shopping spree
love when she on top of me
i’m finna cum, it ain’t no stoppin’ me
after this, i take you on a shopping spree
[verse 2]
we can go shoppin’ after this sh*t
but hold up, wait, hop back on this d*ck
that p*ssy like medicine, i been sick
want you to keep ridin’ me and don’t quit
she say she get the chills when we kiss
put your hand right here, feel me, it’s stiff
i start on your neck, then bite on your nipples, hmm
i can’t lie, yeah, that’s it
you ain’t never had a real street n*gga, have you?
can’t lie, it’s different
have you in the mall just pickin’ out sh*t and grab it
we don’t ask the price, it don’t matter
like how it feel when i grab it
every time i see her, it get fatter
gettin’ head in the car, almost panicked
how she doin’ it, she got talent
she got balance, on her tippytoes, that p*ssy loud
her sh*t like jail, mean it’s easy to get in, hard to come out
i buy chanel, i buy ysl, celine, and pass it out
i’m goin’ through h*ll, havin’ withdrawals like a fiend, i need that mouth, yeah

- peezy lyrics

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