Текст Rick Ross – Peace Sign

Hook — Jeremih:
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign

Fornication in the Fountain Blu
4 or 5 of them bitches couldn’t amount to you
I could spend it all to spend a night with you
But I got too much of it, I’m just a flight away
She a baller, we both shopping for the same brands
Bail hard but they all call up about our first name
I’ma change the bitch last name
Don’t wanna hear stories about your last lane
We sippin’ syrup in the fast lane
Wide body Phantom, lower miles than your prom date
I seen a brick in the 9th grade
Swerve up on a bitch and I might say

Hook — Jeremih:
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave your head like Cassie
I be counting this money
You can get freaky while you’re rolling my Cali

We turn into the book of thugs
Slip and slide in the kitchen while you cooking up

Hook — Jeremih:
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave your head like Cassie
I be counting this money
You can get freaky while you’re rolling my Cali

She fell in love on the first date
Know I’m getting money in the worst way
I’m the talk at all the barbershops
And you the one them hoes gossip bout
Fellatio, you know I keep that pistol in her mouth
Fuck her with her shoes on all around the house
Sometimes we talk and we both cry
Both make mistakes and we both lie
Had a seizure once driving and she took the wheel
Flew me to my moms and she foot the bill
Type of bitch that I would ride for
Give or take a bullet, nigga even die for her

Hook — Jeremih:
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story ’bout this thing called fucking
Lay you on your back, got your legs in the air like a peace sign
Lay you on your back, got your legs wide open like a peace sign
We can make it nasty, shave your head like Cassie
I be counting this money
You can get freaky while you’re rolling my Cali