| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| (James Delguapo)
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| Ayy
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| Inside peanut butter, outside jelly
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| The money start spreadin'
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| Getting bread on my wonder shit
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| No words to a bitch, belt like pootie tang
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| Baby throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
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| Big Fendi facts if your granny didn’t smoke crack
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| Don’t fix your lips to try to tell 'bout none of this
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| Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
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| I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this Baby, yeah
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| They’ll die just to fuck with this baby, yeah, uh
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| It’s a check
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| In the biggest boned whip, Rolls Royce, If we took away a R
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| It’s Team Rocket 'cause I’m ridin' in a rocketship
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| Sock it to my pockets, like some Takis, got a lotta chips
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| Nerd and I need a freak bitch who need dick
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| These niggas wanna hate me for my comments
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| They debate me for my comments
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| FashionNova fuckin' pay me for my comments, shit
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| Rasin' up my commas, put the pussy in coma
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| You can talk but she won’t reply
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| My bitch really unresponsive
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| She knows I been wantin' VVS, owee
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| Walked with the man like burning CDs
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| Ain’t have a big backing like old TVs
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| She open up the doors and she gonna see
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| Now I got her…
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| Inside peanut butter, outside jelly
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| The money start spreadin'
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| Getting bread on my wonder shit
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| No words to a bitch, belt like pootie tang
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| Baby throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
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| Big Fendi facts if your granny didn’t smoke crack
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| Don’t fix your lips to try to tell 'bout none of this
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| Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
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| I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this Baby, yeah, yeah
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| They’ll die just to fuck with this baby, yeah, uh
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| It’s a check
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| That nigga double crossed me
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| Man, should have known, known, known
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| I was openin' up to let him do me wrong, wrong, wrong
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| Snakey, I should of known he was a cobra
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| The only snake I would ever show love to is probably Kobe
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| Ha, woo, hey, drop top coupe, swang
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| I need new friends, I need new frames
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| What’s that? |
| vision, mm
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| When jealousy’s in their eyeballs
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| They gone try to make you forget what you saw
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| Seen the Grammys, need a Oscar
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| Now I’m proud, like I’m Oscar
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| So I’m snacking, all my Pennys
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| Future daughter gon' be wowed
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| Lost bands to mistakes, lost power pootie tang
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| I cannot wait to put my brother on this play
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| So then we can both have the…
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| Inside peanut butter, outside jelly
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| The money start spreadin'
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| Getting bread on my wonder shit
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| No words to a bitch, belt like pootie tang
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| Baby throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
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| Big Fendi facts if your granny didn’t smoke crack
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| Don’t fix your lips to try to tell 'bout none of this
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| Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
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| I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this baby, yeah, yeah
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| They’ll die just to fuck with this baby, yeah, uh
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| It’s a check |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Peanut Butter Pootie Tang, artist - Guapdad 4000. Album song Platinum Falcon Tape, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп