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Låttexter: Peaches. I Feel Cream. Billionaire.


Peach'll reach around
Wrestle you to the ground
I took you to regina
Big trouble in little mangina
Fine china breaks
You a weak jock weak spot
You do diddly squat
No plot, you took a shot
but forgot your the fly that i swat

im hot

Don't rock, you get what i taught?
Not you got

I'm rare, say a prayer
Don't Stare
What is it?
what I wear or my hair?
I got my own witch project layer
Don't care, ride me bareback
Time to spare
Look d-d-dare, you need a new pair
Don't compare me to that other affair

Buck you like a billionaire
Buck you like a billionaire
Buck you like a billionaire
Buck you like a billionaire

Buck you like a billionaire
devinaire, in my frieda stare footwear
Sit back in your chair
come into my layer
Bob up for some air
You square, best health care

You like it like a tortouse
Or you like it like a hare
Momma, Dadda
Have a Rainfall dance
Face full of chocolate ecclair(where)
this bit is private
i cant describe it, try it
Too much salt in your diet
Quiet wayit
You stayin at the Hilton
or you stayin at the Hyatt

Buck you like a billionaire
Buck you like a billionaire
Buck you like a billionaire
Buck you like a billionaire

Ooh Billionaire
Love affair
Take you there
Ooh Billionaire
Love affair
Take you there

I'm the most wanted
Cause im makin niggas want it
Try the K in this bitch
and i run it
you know whats funny
All the complainin you be doin
Tryin to ride on my ass
Im in a place now
Bitch from your past could be
Destiny, im fuckin extasy
Just like the defination it takes the life
It dosent even matter morning moon light
and in spite of all the bullshit we go through
I wanted to tell you fuck you like
Lick that pussy just right
Who you know this here
im fire dynamite
Thats right
Outta mind and outta sight
Need that pussy, no doubt
no offence
bring the hook back in
and watch me act a clown
just like im out of state
go to the show
in case you didnt know
now turn around dont follow son
i got you girl, take off your clothes
damn

Ooh Billionaire
Love affair
Take you there
Ooh Billionaire
Love affair
Take you there
Ooh Billionaire
Love affair
Take you there
Ooh Billionaire
Love affair
Take you there

Love affair

ya got a screw loose
you need a boost
in ya deuce, juiced
not suduced.
until they tie the noose
never over produced