Fat Trel - Peace Sign lyrics

[Spoken Intro] [Hook: Red Cafe] Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing 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, shave your head like Ca**ie I be counting this money You can get freaky while you're rolling my Cali [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Fornication in the Fontainebleau 4 or 5 of them b**hes couldn't amount to you I could spend it all, then 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 all call up 'bout our first name I'ma change the b**h last name Don't wanna hear stories about your last lame We sippin' syrup in the fast lane Wide-body Phantom, lower miles than your prom date I seen a brick in the 9th grade Swerve up on a b**h and I might say [Hook: Red Cafe] Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing 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, shave your head like Ca**ie I be counting this money You can get freaky while you're rolling my Cali [Verse 2] We turn into the book of thugs Slip and slide in the kitchen while you cooking up I eat your p**y while your legs up Front to back, side to side, then I blow all in your bu*t She say my life is like a true crime One time for Buddy Roe that n***a still ridin' So I f** her like I'm locked up For every young soldier that's boxed up Home boy snake straight f** n***a Then it's time to cut him off, you can't f** with him These b**hes like a gift to me So I love the p**y that she gives to me [Hook: Red Cafe] Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing 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, shave your head like Ca**ie I be counting this money You can get freaky while you're rolling my Cali [Verse 3] She fell in love on the first date Know I'm getting money in the worst way I'm the talk at all the barber shops And you the one them hoes gossip 'bout fel**tio you know I keep the pistol in her mouth f** her with her shoes on all around the house Sometimes we talk and we both cry Both make mistakes and we both lie Had a seizure once driving and she took the wheel Flew me to my mom's and she foot the bill Type of b**h that I would ride for Give or take a bullet, n***a, even die for her [Hook: Red Cafe] Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing Hey girl, lemme tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**ing 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, shave your head like Ca**ie I be counting this money You can get freaky while you're rolling my Cali Hey girl Hey girl 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