Rasheeda Georgia Peach Lyrics

Dat Type of Gurl Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Type a Girl
  • 2 Flawsin
  • 3 Got That Good (My Bubble Gum)
  • 4 Doin’ This
  • 5 Let It Clap
  • 6 Never Wanna Leave
  • 7 Pack Ya Bags
  • 8 Georgia Peach
  • 9 Give It to Me
  • 10 Touch Ya Toes (Bend Ova)
  • 11 Dance Flo
  • 12 Holla at Me
  • 13 Do Yo Thang
  • 14 U Can Get It
  • 15 Poppin’ Bottles
  • 16 Got That Good (My Bubble Gum) (remix)
  • [INTRO]
    Yea,
    Rasheeda,
    So this one right here,
    Is for all my ladies,
    We gonna do it like this,
    We gonna dedicated this one to fellas,
    Why'all know how we like it,
    Put your mouth to work,
    Ladies, check this out

    [CHORUS]
    Wassup baby? you scared?
    Put my hands on the back of your head
    And keep it there, don't stop
    Lick it up til the very last drop
    And go down, (downnnnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?
    Go down, (downnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?

    [VERSE 1]
    First thangs first, I sheeda
    **** around with no man who wount eat her
    I don't need em, ain't tryin to see em
    Yo mommy, daddy, them, ain't tryin to meet em
    Halmark cards, ain't tryin to read em
    Yea I can cook, but I ain't tryin to feed him
    Nothing but this vagina, steven
    Ya **** little, need ya tongue to make it even
    Slow down, stop speeding
    You 20 something, suppose to been stop teethin
    Its been 20 mintues, has this ***** stop breathin
    I know he down there, I ain't even seen him
    Damn, where he at, there he go
    I'm a super woman, so I need a lil mo
    And I ain't nothing like ya hoes
    I ain't gonna curse you out, imma show you to the door.

    [CHORUS]
    Wassup baby? you scared?
    Put my hands on the back of your head
    And keep it there, don't stop
    Lick it up til the very last drop
    And go down, (downnnnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?
    Go down, (downnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?

    [VERSE 2]
    You on the run, gotta federal case?
    I know a place you can bury your face
    Yum yum, gone get ya a taste
    Gotta shake, let it go like mase
    But ya tongue gotta know how to act
    From the front all the way to the back
    Its therapeutic and it helps me relax
    I got them goodies, boy get you a snack
    I dare a ***** try to act like he don't want to
    Hate women, *****s say what he wount do
    You talkin to a girl standin on her own two
    If I want to, I can do it with my own two
    So you gotta work it, do some tongue tricks
    It takes dedication, I don't cum quick
    So put ya shoulders in it, catch a neck cramp
    Cause I gotta have that tongue like a wet stamp

    [CHORUS]
    Wassup baby? you scared?
    Put my hands on the back of your head
    And keep it there, don't stop
    Lick it up til the very last drop
    And go down, (downnnnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?
    Go down, (downnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?

    [BRIDGE]
    Where he at, there he go
    Real girls make them boys get low, ok
    Where he at, there he go
    Real girls make them boys get low, ok
    Where he at, there he go
    Real girls make them boys get low, get low
    Where he at, there he go
    Real girls make them boys get low, get low

    [CHORUS]
    Wassup baby? you scared?
    Put my hands on the back of your head
    And keep it there, don't stop
    Lick it up til the very last drop
    And go down, (downnnnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?
    Go down, (downnn)
    Don't you want to taste of this georgia peach?

    Written by: Zak Wallace, Rasheeda Frosh, Jasper Tremaine Cameron
    Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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