Peace Sign Lyrics - Black Market - Rick Ross

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, I know you love to get nasty 

I be counting this money 

You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali 

Fornication in the FountainBlu 

4 or 5 of them bitches couldn't amount to you 

I could spend it all than 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 call up 'bout 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 

[?] miles than your prom date 

I seen a brick in the 9th grade 

Swerve up on a bitch and I might say 

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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, I know you love to get nasty 

I be counting this money 

You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali 

We turn into the [?] 

Slip and slide in the kitchen while you cooking up 

I eat your pussy, why your legs up 

Front to back, side to side, then I blow all in your butt 

She say my life is like a true crime 

One time for [?] that nigga still ridin' 

So I fuck her like I'm locked up 

For every young soldier that's boxed up 

Home boy snake straight fuck nigga 

Then it's time to cut him off, you can't fuck with him 

These bitches like a gift to me 

So I love the pussy that she gives to me 

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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, I know you love to get nasty 

I be counting this money 

You can get freaky while I'm rolling my Cali