Red Cafe - Peace Sign lyrics

[Hook: Jeremih & Red Cafe] Hey girl, let me tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**in' Hey girl, let me tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**in' 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 I know you love to get nasty I be countin' this money You can get freaky while I'm rollin' my Cali [Verse 1: Red Cafe] I only compare you to your reflection Let's say this thin we got only be on textin' Any time of day, strip off your lingerie I'm a real n***a its a real n***a holiday I know its juicy as f** I done heard 'bout you Turn n***as to stalkers, I done heard 'bout you Have you bussin' like a chopper, la la la Used to be mellow when I was off the lala You taste like a peach, what you told me And you should get the sweetie pie trophy If it's sticky I need more than a quickie Round 1, round 2, I'm strippin' you out them Vickies [Hook: Jeremih & Red Cafe] Hey girl, let me tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**in' Hey girl, let me tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**in' 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 I know you love to get nasty I be countin' this money You can get freaky while I'm rollin' my Cali [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Fornication in the fountain blue 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 her 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: Jeremih & Red Cafe] Hey girl, let me tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**in' Hey girl, let me tell you a little story 'bout this thing called f**in' 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 I know you love to get nasty I be countin' this money You can get freaky while you rollin' my Cali