Peach Pit (feat. D2G)

It’s a strange fruit

Won’t you hang with me

You can taste it too

Chase it with a drink

Right for the pickin’

Ripened, finger-lick-in’

Fingers stickin’ to me sweet

Hopin’ you can feel that beat on you

I promise nothin’ fuzzy bout my lovin’

It’s true

You been waitin’ on me sugar know I got that juice

The proof ain’t in the puddin'

Its the the cobbler

Got no problems

Climb the peach tree

You got options

Pick me.

Let me

Give you the peach

Give you that peach pit baby

(You can hit the peach pit)

(It’s your favorite

(Lick, lick)

Let me

Give you the peach

Give you that peach pit baby

(Come and take a bite)

(Baby all day and all night. Aye)

Ooo (Oo, Oo)

Supple and wet as the morning dew

Flowin’ like these lyrics through you

Take my key, Room 3-1-2

Boy come through with your sweet tooth

Lips smackin’ ‘bout what we gonna do

So good, anticipatin’

I’m no good, I kept you waitin

The proof ain’t in the puddin'

Its the the cobbler

Got no problem

Climb the peach tree

You got options

Pick me.

Let me

Give you the peach

Give you that peach pit baby

(You can hit the peach pit)

(It’s your favorite

(Lick, lick)

Let me

Give you the peach

Give you that peach pit baby

(Come and take a bite)

(Baby all day and all night. Aye)