Letra da Música Georgia Peaches de Mir Fontane

Yeah, ayy
Tu-du-du, du-du
Tu-du-du, du-du
Tu-du-du, du-du
Yeah

That girl bad, but she got secrets
She conceited but got reasons
She gon' tear your heart to pieces
Pussy tastes like Georgia Peaches
Delight in the afternoon
Need your win, you're Majin Boo
Slidin' back on my bamboo
Make your big screen debut (Ayy, ayy)
And Lord knows I love Scorpio
Just call me Macaroni Tony, not Antonio
Tryna lick you down the middle like a Oreo
If it's mine then it's mine, I'm territorial
She say it's no love on the Southside
You don't trust nobody, maybe that's why
She told me all shе needed was the right guy
But she don't see herself into my life

And she just wanna dance 'til the night end
Tryna bounce back like a rubber band
Take a couple pics for your Instagram
Hopin' that you can forget about that other man
Baby, we can take a trip to the West Ends
You could be my buddy, be my best friend
We could make love on the drive lane
Wash our sins in the waves of the islands
But we can't be friends, no we can't be friends
Anything but just friends, know them bitches gon' talk
Minimal just fans
You just worry 'bout the mans 'cause we can't be friends
No, we can't be friends
Anything but just friends, I've been gettin' to bands
For your love, I'm goin' in, for your love, I'm goin', oh yeah

And I ain't really in a rush
But I know your love is a must, girl
And you ain't gotta say too much 'cause the look in your eyes, it just gives you up
And who gon' make love to you like me?
You know I love that sugar, honey, iced tea
You be tellin' all your friends you don't like me
But I be knockin' down your walls fortnightly
Girl, don't act like it's just me in love all along
Ayy, ayy (You're the one baby)
Ooh, you got me in the dark, tell me what's goin' on?
But you'd much rather dance

And she just wanna dance 'til the night end
Tryna bounce back like a rubber band
Take a couple pics for your Instagram
Hopin' that you can forget about that other man
Baby, we can take a trip to the West Ends
You could be my buddy, be my best friend
We could make love on the drive lane
Wash our sins in the waves of the islands
But we can't be friends, no we can't be friends
Anything but just friends, know them bitches gon' talk
Minimal just fans
You just worry 'bout the mans 'cause we can't be friends
No, we can't be friends
Anything but just friends, I've been gettin' to bands
For your love, I'm goin' in, for your love, I'm goin', oh yeah

Oh
Tu-du-du, du-du
Ayy
Tu-du-du, du-du
Tu-du-du, du-du
Tu-du-du, du-du