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[Chorus:] The Type Of Girl You Wanna Chew All In My Bubble Gum The Type Of Girl You Wanna Chew All In My Bubble Gum Im The Type Of Girl You Wanna Take To Ya Mamma House Take Ta Ta Take Take Take To Ya Mamma House [Verse 1:] Yeah... The Georgia Peach And Im Back Again Its Time To Do The Damn Thing Betta Tell Ya Friends First Thigs First I Sheeda Mess Around Wit No Man Who Wont Eat Her Its Time To Get It Straight These Suckas Round Here Trippin You Know You Do It Boy So Gone And Keep It Pimpin Got That Juicy Fruit Certified Bubble Yum... He Goin Down Chewin On My Bubble Gum Sometimes You Gotta Direct Em Like Traffic I Dont Come Quick But When I Do Its Fantastic I Get Em Wide Open Oh I Think He Like Me Got That Aquafina Make Dem Boys Wanna Wife Me [Chorus X2] Songtexte [Verse 2:] Now Letme See A Nod Or Something You Lookin Suspect Like Yo Ass Is Frontin Got My Own Car And My Own Crib I See Why You Want Me To Meet Yo Mamma Den You Neva Had A Flava Like Dis A Lil Georgia Peach Wit A Lil Southern Twist I Hit And Dont Miss Guarenteed Money Like The First Inthe Field Yea I Know I Got That Work Got That Good Good You Wanna Eat It Like Desert He Wanna Show Off This Prize Piece So Drop Dem Nickles Off Boy And Get This Dime Piece [Chorus X2] [Verse 3:] Its Hittin For A Lot Of Bread Im Off The Chain Wit It Watch Me Do It Wit No Hands Classic But Get Nasty At The Same Time Once I Hit The Football Stand Call It Game Time Posted In The Club Like A Supermodel Jeans Painted On Same Price As The Chris Bottle Patete But That Ass Sit Just Right Now He Wanna Beat It Up Like His First Name Ike See I Aint Anna May Baby Girl Get Money Baby Girl Dont Play I Pimp Hard Like Dat I Dont Need A Broke Nigga On My Arm Like Dat! [Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania