| Juicy like a peach, drip right off your chin
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin
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| I’m so fly, and juicy like a peach
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin
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| Yeah, I’m that chick
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| Counting money like the clock on the wall, go tick
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| I never been with a clique
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| Who need them when you got a Georgia peach like this?
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| I go down, I know I got that shit
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| Do I dare mention they be begging to hit?
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| Don’t like them broke, I gotta admit
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| Whatever I don’t buy, he gotta go get
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| Ain’t nothing changed, still switching my whips
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| Cop a new handbag to match my outfit
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| Juicy like a peach, when it’s hot it drip
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| Melting in your mouth, all over your fingertips
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| Juicy like a peach, drip right off your chin
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin
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| I’m so fly, and juicy like a peach
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin
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| It’s your girl Shawnna!
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| What it do shawty? | 
| What it is?
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| You ain’t ever seen a move like this
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| Look at the back, look at the front
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| Look at how that dro go, smoking on the blunt
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| you know who I be
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| The dopest thing poppin out of DDP
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| She hit me on the sell, said she got a track
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| Know I put it down for her just like that
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| Then I heard the beat, and it got me on my feat
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| skeet skeet
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| Shawdy getting at me, I think he want some trouble
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| Told me if I let him, he could blow a bubble
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| Juicy like a peach, drip right off your chin
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin
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| I’m so fly, and juicy like a peach
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin
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| The namedropping don’t excite me
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| If you gon step to me, do it precisely
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| Yes baby, the tag is quite pricey
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| But it’s cause I move that thing so nicely
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| All my flavors is juicy
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| Down to the last drop, all be fruity
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| You won’t catch me on the YouTube movie
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| Can’t let just anybody play with the booty
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| Na, I can’t do that
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| But if I let him hit it, he gon come back
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| I got this here on lock
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| Tryna keep his cool, but he want what I got
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| Juicy like a peach, drip right off your chin
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin
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| I’m so fly, and juicy like a peach
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| And I’m bubbalicious good, make your boyfriend grin |