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TOMMY RICH & RGDVS - PEACH Lyrics



TOMMY RICH & RGDVS - PEACH Lyrics




F*ck the rest, I'm the best, up next
When I come through, no sweat, no stress
Played like poker, make no mess
Take out the jokers, shuffle up the deck
Hustling again, chasing a check
With a girl on the arm and a bev down the neck
Dressed to impress, Polo fresh
Six foot tall, call me daddy long legs

But I really don't bite
Girl wanna come see Tommy tonight
Yeah come on, girl, move with me
Have a bit of tomfoolery
I like that, like that, yeah
I like that, like that
I like that, like that, yeah
I like it, yeah

Getting bands, that's the plan
If I'm a betting man, I'mma bet I can
Wait, who's your man?
Coming up to Tommy saying his tracks bang? Huh?
Well lemme see what he's got
Drop in the hot seat like a lobster pot
And pop it off, get chopped on the spot
And then I'm on a girl's tongue like a vodka shot, AH
And I like that, like that
This kid can't fight back, fight back, yeah
Don't try that, try that
My cig, could you light that, light that?
Yeah, wanna see blue faces?
Can't fold when my hand's all aces
On a roll like my dice is aimless
I'm so gone, oh goodness gracious
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F*ck the rest, I'm the best, up next
When I come through, no sweat, no stress
Played like poker, make no mess
Take out the jokers, shuffle up the deck
Hustling again, chasing a check
With a girl on the arm and a bev down the neck
Dressed to impress, Polo fresh
Six foot tall, call me daddy long legs

But I really don't bite
Girl wanna come see Tommy tonight
Yeah come on, girl, move with me
Have a bit of tomfoolery
I like that, like that, yeah
I like that, like that
I like that, like that, yeah
I like it, yeah

Getting bands, that's the plan
If I'm a betting man, I'mma bet I can
Wait, who's your man?
Coming up to Tommy saying his tracks bang? Huh?
Well lemme see what he's got
Drop in the hot seat like a lobster pot
And pop it off, get chopped on the spot
And then I'm on a girl's tongue like a vodka shot, AH
And I like that, like that
This kid can't fight back, fight back, yeah
Don't try that, try that
My cig, could you light that, light that?
Yeah, wanna see blue faces?
Can't fold when my hand's all aces
On a roll like my dice is aimless
I'm so gone, oh goodness gracious
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Writer: Thomas Worsley
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Performed By: TOMMY RICH & RGDVS
Length: 2:12
Written by: Thomas Worsley

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