Sweet and sticky juicy thang
Summer comes and there you hang
Damn, can I taste you?
Not so ripe, but I can’t wait
Want you dripping down my face
Please don’t make me chase you
Can’t control my appetite, right
When you tell me no There I go Doing what I shouldn’t do Barely know my wrong from rights
Crossed the lines to satisfy
Some hunger, great
Just to taste the way you used to Hey, maybe because the deepest
Piece of all her sweetness
Ain’t nothing but dirty peaches, boy
I guess nobody ever told you
No, you ain’t supposed to Do how you do
(Repeat)
Gushy, sugar pop
Every little drip and drop
I wish I had the decency to stop
And I can’t control my appetite, right
When you tell me no
I take a bite
And wonder why you start to cry
Don’t do the things you do Don’t do the things you do
'Cause this little girl may grow up Missing all of her sweetness
If you dirty up her peaches too soon, too soon
Don’t you, do what you doing boy, don’t do what you do Don’t you, do what you doing boy, don’t do what you do D-Don't you, do what you doing boy, don’t do what you do Don’t do what you do Oh, don’t do what you doing man, don’t do what you do Oh my God, I forgot to tell you what else happened last night!
Adam only had a three-pack of Magnums, and he totally ran out!
But ole girl was like «Don't worry about it, baby! I’m on birth control!
I’m clean! I’m good! Let’s go!»