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PRINCESS PEACH (DEMO) Video (MV)




Performed By: tay laylo
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Benjamin Smith




tay laylo - PRINCESS PEACH (DEMO) Lyrics
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Oh girl, you got me losing my mind
No I'mma be back, I swear
I'll pay the fee, I wanna see you in Rick
Matter fact, let's hit the jeweler
I'mma ice out your wrist
I swear to God, I think I love you
So I won't call you my bitch
You way more special than them other hoes
Cause they ain't on shit
And to be honest, I'm a player
But I play by the rules
So if you show me that you loyal I won't go out and choose
And I will never in my life, do some shit to confuse you baby
I just want a wife, maybe get you tattooed
Shit, I got some problems
Yeah, I hear that a lot
But I'd be stupid if I didn't give you all that I got
Oh your last man was rich
Well did he cop you a yacht
And have that S.S. Minnow Johnson pulling up to your spot
It's not my fault
I love to see that smile creep on your face
When you around me my heart flutter, feel like I ran a race
I wanna know you, baby
Take it slow, don't rush the pace
I'm tryna steal your heart
These other niggas tryna steal base
And that's a fact
I'll pay the fee, I wanna see you in that CC
You my twin, baby girl we go together just like DG
That Dolce and Gabbana f*ck it let's go cop some Prada
And if you keep it up then I'ma let you meet my mama
See you pretty and your skin glow
I love them chocolate eyes
I love the way you walk and when you talk it get me high
Don't you ever f*cking worry bout another nigga touching you
My pretty Princess Peach
Just like I told you I'm in love with you
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Oh girl, you got me losing my mind
No I'mma be back, I swear
I'll pay the fee, I wanna see you in Rick
Matter fact, let's hit the jeweler
I'mma ice out your wrist
I swear to God, I think I love you
So I won't call you my bitch
You way more special than them other hoes
Cause they ain't on shit
And to be honest, I'm a player
But I play by the rules
So if you show me that you loyal I won't go out and choose
And I will never in my life, do some shit to confuse you baby
I just want a wife, maybe get you tattooed
Shit, I got some problems
Yeah, I hear that a lot
But I'd be stupid if I didn't give you all that I got
Oh your last man was rich
Well did he cop you a yacht
And have that S.S. Minnow Johnson pulling up to your spot
It's not my fault
I love to see that smile creep on your face
When you around me my heart flutter, feel like I ran a race
I wanna know you, baby
Take it slow, don't rush the pace
I'm tryna steal your heart
These other niggas tryna steal base
And that's a fact
I'll pay the fee, I wanna see you in that CC
You my twin, baby girl we go together just like DG
That Dolce and Gabbana f*ck it let's go cop some Prada
And if you keep it up then I'ma let you meet my mama
See you pretty and your skin glow
I love them chocolate eyes
I love the way you walk and when you talk it get me high
Don't you ever f*cking worry bout another nigga touching you
My pretty Princess Peach
Just like I told you I'm in love with you
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Writer: Benjamin Smith
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