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The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum I'm the type of girl you wanna take to yo momma house Take, t-t-take, take, take to yo momma house Yep, the Georgia peach and I'm back again It's time to do the damn thing better tell your friends First things first, I 'Sheeda Mess around wit' no man who won't eat her It's time to get it straight, these suckers 'round here trippin' You know you do it boy, so go on keep it pimpin' I got that juicy fruit, certified bubble yum He goin' down, chewin on my bubble gum Sometimes you gotta direct 'em like traffic I don't cum quick but when I do it's fantastic I get em wide open, oh, I think he like me Got that Aquafina make them boys wanna wife me The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum I'm the type of girl you wanna take to yo momma house Take, t-t-take, take, take to yo momma house The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum I'm the type of girl you wanna take to your momma house Take, t-t-take, take, take to your momma house Now let me see a nod or somethin' You lookin' suspect like your ass is frontin' Got my own car and my own crib I see why you wanted me to meet your momma then You never had a flavor like this A little Georgia peach, a little southern twig I hit and don't miss Guaranteed money like the first and the fifth Yeah, I know I got that work Got that good good you wanna eat it like dessert He wanna show off this prize piece So drop them nickels off boy and get this dime piece The type of girl you wanna chew all of ma bubble gum The type of girl you wanna chew all of ma bubble gum I'm the type of girl you wanna take to your momma house Take, t-t-take, take, take to your momma house The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum I'm the type of girl you wanna take to your momma house Take, t-t-take, take, take to your momma house It's hittin' for a lot of bread I'm off the chain wit' it watch me do it with no hands Classy but get nasty at the same time Once I hit the football stands call it game time Posted in the club like a super model Jeans painted on same price as the Cris bottle Petite but that ass sit just right Now he want to beat it up like his first name Ike Go head but I ain't AnnaMae, baby girl, get money Baby girl don't play, go head I pimp hard like that I don't need A broke nigga on my arm like that The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum I'm the type of girl you wanna take to your momma house Take, t-t-take, take, take to your momma house The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum The type of girl you wanna chew all of my bubble gum I'm the type of girl you wanna take to your momma house Take, t-t-take, take, take to your momma house
Writer(s): Kirk Frost, Shiwen Shann, Rasheeda Frost Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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