Juicy like a peach
Drip right off ya chin

Juicy like a peach
Drip right off ya chin
I, I, I'm, I'm so fly
Yep, I'm so fly

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Juicy like a peach
Drip right off ya chin
And I'm bubbalicious good, make ya boyfriend grin
I, I, I'm, I'm so fly
Juicy like a peach
And I'm bubbalicious good, make ya boyfriend grin(x2)

Yep, I'm that chick
Countin' money like the clock on the wall go tick Go tick
I neva been with a clique
But who need em' when you gotta a georgia peach like dis
I know I got that shit
Do I dare mention baby beggin to hit Fo sho
Don't like em broke
Dat I gotta admit
Cause whateva I don't buy he gotta go get
Aint nothing changed still switchin my wheels
I rock a new handbag to match my outfit
So juicy like a peach when it's hot it drips meltin in your mouth all over your finger tips

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I get it juicy like a peach
Now what you think about me juicin' up yo sheets
I got the chocolate candy juice
I kinda sweet
I got yo favorite kinda flava
Time to eat
I like to see it when it's dripin down ya cheek, drippin on ya meat
But don't mind me ima different kinda freak
I like it real slow, loosing control
Waist real good, booty real swole
Don't you know my name?
Wanna hold hands
Told me if I like it, he could bite the whole thing
And I was like dang, made my mouth hang

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Name droppin don't excite me
So if you gon step to me, do it precisely
Yes baby the tag is quite pricy
Taxin for the way I move that thing so nicely
All my flavas is juicy
Down to the last drop, good and fruity
You wont catch me on the youtube movie
Can't let just anybody play with the bootay
Naw I can't do that
But if I let him get it, he gon come back
I got this here on lock
Trying to keep his cool but he want what I got

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