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peanut butter pootie tang - guapdad 4000 lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
(james delguapo)
ayy

[chorus]
inside peanut b*tter, outside jelly
the money start spreadin’
getting bread on my wonder sh*t
no words to a b*tch, belt like pootie tang
baby throw it back, boomerang on that f*ckin’ d*ck
big fendi facts if your granny didn’t smoke crack
don’t fix your lips to try to tell ’bout none of this
ride for my n*ggas, i got n*ggas in the grave
i got b*tches on my roster who would die just to f*ck with this baby, yeah
they’ll die just to f*ck with this baby, yeah, uh
it’s a check

[verse 1]
in the biggest boned whip, rolls royce, if we took away a r
it’s team rocket ’cause i’m ridin’ in a rocketship
sock it to my pockets, like some takis, got a lotta chips
nerd and i need a freak b*tch who need d*ck
these n*ggas wanna hate me for my comments
they debate me for my comments
fashionnova f*ckin’ pay me for my comments, sh*t
rasin’ up my commas, put the p*ssy in coma
you can talk but she won’t reply
my b*tch really unresponsive
she knows i been wantin’ vvs, owee
walked with the man like burning cds
ain’t have a big backing like old tvs
she open up the doors and she gonna see
now i got her*

[chorus]
inside peanut b*tter, outside jelly
the money start spreadin’
getting bread on my wonder sh*t
no words to a b*tch, belt like pootie tang
baby throw it back, boomerang on that f*ckin’ d*ck
big fendi facts if your granny didn’t smoke crack
don’t fix your lips to try to tell ’bout none of this
ride for my n*ggas, i got n*ggas in the grave
i got b*tches on my roster who would die just to f*ck with this baby, yeah, yeah
they’ll die just to f*ck with this baby, yeah, uh
it’s a check

[verse 2]
that n*gga double crossed me
man, should have known, known, known
i was openin’ up to let him do me wrong, wrong, wrong
snakey, i should of known he was a cobra
the only snake i would ever show love to is probably kobe
ha, woo, hey, drop top coupe, sw*ng
i need new friends, i need new frames
what’s that? vision, mm
when jealousy’s in their eyeb*lls
they gone try to make you forget what you saw
seen the grammys, need a oscar
now i’m proud, like i’m oscar
so i’m snacking, all my pennys
future daughter gon’ be wowed
lost bands to mistakes, lost power pootie tang
i cannot wait to put my brother on this play
so then we can both have the*

[chorus]
inside peanut b*tter, outside jelly
the money start spreadin’
getting bread on my wonder sh*t
no words to a b*tch, belt like pootie tang
baby throw it back, boomerang on that f*ckin’ d*ck
big fendi facts if your granny didn’t smoke crack
don’t fix your lips to try to tell ’bout none of this
ride for my n*ggas, i got n*ggas in the grave
i got b*tches on my roster who would die just to f*ck with this baby, yeah, yeah
they’ll die just to f*ck with this baby, yeah, uh
it’s a check

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