Lyric Peaches (intro)

Yeahh.. mmm mm mmm
That shit sho feel good
Hey playa, dis Peaches
Comin back at ya one mo gen, wit a big whayssup
Break out your black low, and your booms phone
As I send it out one more time
For East Pointe, College Park, Decatur, and the SWATS
We got that Southernplayalisticadillacfunkymuzik for yo trunk
And it s fat like herringbone, and tight like nap booty
So let me take you deep, straight to the point
Cause it ain t nuttin but King Shit, all day, eryday