Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peach Jam, artist - 88rising. Date of issue: 19.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Peach Jam |
| As fresh as the breeze and the dew in the morning |
| Never felt the drought when you fill my cup |
| You asked me so damn good, I barely could stay up |
| Never felt the drought when you fill my cup |
| Do you wanna pick with them for a ride |
| Ride it all, ride it alright |
| Leave the door open, baby, let me come inside |
| Spoon full of love in your peach jam |
| My favourite pick me up, no plans |
| I’d rather stay in with you, hot damn |
| So taste it on my tongue, peach jam |
| I’m the only one you spendin' for |
| Only one you spendin' for |
| You my baby like fetus (like fetus) |
| Got her on her knees like she prayin' to Jesus |
| Niggas call us when they need us (when they need us) |
| I’ve been trappin' all week, got two or three beepers (brr, brr) |
| And my shooters on go (on go) |
| Say you a hitter, my nigga that’s a «no no» |
| Got your bitch in the bando (in the bando) |
| She heard you comin' in, and she ran out the backdoor (word) |
| Can we just chill for a while? |
| (While) |
| I’ma tell you how you make me feel when you smile (when you smile) |
| I could show you how a nigga live in the wild (huh) |
| Now I got you wet like the Nile River |
| I’m a sauce dripper (dripper) |
| East side Crippin' with my dogs like Clifford (Clifford) |
| Got me openin' my heart like a blizzard (blizzard) |
| Lookin' at my calls, that’s your bitch, I done hit her |
| So you better not kiss her (that's on my momma) |
| Do you wanna pick with them for a ride |
| Ride it all, ride it alright |
| Leave the door open, baby, let me come inside |
| Spoon full of love in your peach jam |
| My favourite pick me up, no plans |
| I’d rather stay in with you, hot damn |
| So taste it on my tongue, peach jam |
| I’m the only one you spendin' for |
| Only one you spendin' for |
| Peach jam |
| My favourite pick me up, no plans (yuh) |
| I’d rather stay in with you, hot damn |
| So taste it on my tongue, peach jam (yeah, uh) |
| I’m the only one you spendin' for |
| Only one you spendin' for |