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peanut butter - lil wayne lyrics

[intro]
new look, yeah
new look, yeah, new look, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
new look, uh, paid off
’cause i know these n*ggas ain’t gettin’ real money
i know them n*ggas ain’t gon’ die for you
i know these n*ggas ain’t gon’ k!ll nothin’
i know these b*tches ain’t gon’ live for me
now i’m wifed up, these hoes ain’t hearin’ from me
eyes wide shut, these hoes ain’t see it comin’
i’ma go nuts and these hoes drip peanut b*tter

[verse 1]
love you rabbit, hе ain’t make it home
for the patеk, we’ll take your arm
drug habit, need to take it easy
’cause if she lose daddy, she gon’ take it hard
rated r, ar*15 rockin’ like a street team with an a’n’r
empty the magazine, all the pages fall
’bout the time i leave, you done read them all
p*e*r*c, yeah
percocet got a n*gga percolatin’, p*ssy ass, n*gga
perpetrating and impersonating, [?]
[?] cut [?] exterminator
and to make a n*gga ease his own words and regurgitate ’em
make a n*gga see his own blood, start urinating
blood game blood like blood, we be circulatin’
pow, in the morning, we gon’ make him look like a tuckey bacon
i’ma keep the jumper shined up like a turkey [?]
codeine got us lookin’ like turtles racing
and purple drank, weed, and heart; i’m a purple raisin
i’m with the purple b*tch lookin’ for heart replacement
where the curvy b*tch comin’ round? the curves, i’m racin’
the cartier budget deserve the bracelet
from the school of hard knocks, now i turned a murder major
my b*tch tongue twisted, sperm tornado
tell you that they lyin’
that they sayin’ that they see me
n*ggas just lying to the bag, no 3d
d*mn, with the diamonds i’m wearing like hd
plottin’ around with plasma, big screen
ain’t no fire if i’m pullin’, g squeeze
lambo’ fire, b*b
way too hot, don’t bother to reach me
rest in peace, mamba and gigi, fast
trippin’ ass n*gga, i was trippin’ but i never fall
them b*tch ass lil’ n*ggas hate, they got your back
your back against the wall
i’m a rich ass lil’ n*ggas, i get bag
after bag, after bag, yeah, i ball
shots to the back, i’ve been scarred
she puts his head and now hands to disarm
i might just bring girl lil’ ass in the storm
break all her ass like the laws
take all her ass to my dawgs
they treat her ass like a dog
then they feed her ass to the dogs
that draco attached to my arm, and that b*tch long as a baton
’cause sicko my bad and my arms
i spray, leave your ass all alone, then take all your cash and your coins
that b*tch went from louis vuitton to tcdg
from christian dior back to bb
she be mad, ayy, slime, ’cause i really got hoes
bad b*tches bussin’ all these b*tches up me
lotta hoes on the side, right up under her nose
she say, just don’t put these hoes above me
vroom*vroom, take off, new juice, yeah
straight sauce, pyoom*pyoom, down
egg*nog head, arm, leg, leg, arm
[chorus]
new look, yeah, paid off
’cause i know these n*ggas ain’t gettin’ real money
i know them n*ggas ain’t gon’ die for you
i know these n*ggas ain’t gon’ k!ll nothin’
i know these b*tches ain’t gon’ live for me
wifed up now,, these hoes ain’t hearin’ from me
eyes wide shut, these hoes ain’t see you comin’
i’ma go nuts and these hoes drip peanut b*tter, yeah

[outro: dj khaled]
new suit, yeah
yeah
that b*tch went from louis vuitton to tcdg
from christian dior back to bb, b*tch
this sh*t right here crazy
nah, this sh*t crazy
no ceilings 3

- lil wayne lyrics

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