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Boy I got your number
Make me lose count
Grab below my waist feel it’s so round
It’s a private show and now it’s sold out
Feel the motion in my ocean
Leave you with no doubt
Are your eyes on me
Let me control it
Pull on my braids babe, Poetic justice
Give me that head game
That too good to function
Too good to function
Boy you got me shaking in my knees
Drippin, drippin, drippin from the peach
We gone get together
Shut the world right now
This my favorite lesson let me teach
You know that I practice what I preach
I’ma give you what you give in me
Come on over
Get you something sweet right now
Drippin, drippin, drippin from the peach
Drippin, drippin, drippin from the peach
Got no time for wasting
This moment for taking breathes away
So take it now
You like what you see
Pick from the tree
put it on you
forbidden and free
give and receive
that’s you and me
that’s how I want it to be
yeah
Are your eyes on me
Let me control it
Pull on my braids babe, Poetic justice
Give me that head game
That too good to function
Too good to function
Boy you got me shaking in my knees
Drippin, drippin, drippin from the peach
We gone get together
Shut the world right now
This my favorite lesson let me teach
You know that I practice what I preach
I’ma give you what you give in me
Come on over
Get you something sweet right now
Drippin, drippin, drippin from the peach
Drippin, drippin, drippin from the peach
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