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peater - stf lyrics

chorus: crünkbünni & $k3tch
p e a t e r
looking for the dumb jits, you know where you are
p e a t e r
f*cking with the crunk kids, dealing at the bar
p e a t e r
looking for the dumb jits, you know where you are
p e a t e r
crünkbünni, fit bizarre

verse: crünkbünni
yo yo yo yo
crünkbünni hop out the whip b*tch
crunk money so green it’s wicked
eat up these hoes, delicious
my flow so mean, malicious
$k3tchi and battiste dealing peat to the jitties
me and double r at the clurb getting litty
bünni and $k3tch, yeah we run this city
pink yo hat and a tat on my titty

verse: $k3tch
popping off the peat like i’m peater
call your girlfriend, i really wanna meet her
check the drip, that’s gold, like retrievers
making money like i’m audi, i’m the dealer
dapgomt b*tch, go ahead and go
forty thousand jits when the band takes the floor
forty thousand jits repping brand names on clothes
shut the f*ck up better when we’re at the thrift store
in the streets and i might splurge
drop a couple hundred, selling peat like a god church
on the beat like i’m the monster
friendly to these jits, talking sh*t when your back turns
interlude: crünkbünni & $k3tch
yo $k3tch
yeah?
let’s show these jits how to f*ckin party
are you ready to f*cking go?
$tfü style
b*tch

verse: $k3tch
haven’t seen the plug in a week (that’s finished)
haven’t seen a buzz from a geek in a minute
whip so sick like the ride’s contagious
fit so crazy you could say it’s outrageous
digits like scrabble, b*tch you don’t wanna play us
and i do it every day, shut the f*ck up is famous
see how we tryna fight, try to restrain us
peater fly all the way to ur*n*s
too hot check the thermometer
money stacked, looking at my cards like a cheater
i don’t f*ck with you but i don’t like her either
i don’t f*ck with anybody, call me peater
peater crunk when i run in the club b*tch
peater dunt with the snorbs in the mosh pit
gotta make a choice cause the whip’s a two*seater
jits get in line, gonna follow the leader
verse: crünkbünni
who’s that jit? i think his name is peater
if he’s got a girlfriend, i really wanna meet her
his sick beats make me lose my mind
24/7, yeah i’m calling peat’s line
i gotta pull down those skinny jeans
off the peat erryday, i’m a skinny fiend
i’ll fight a b*tch if she f*ck my dealer
he saw me get crunk and he said “i wanna steal her”
ay crünkbünni b*tch
ain’t tryna be funny b*tch
me and bladee in the drainage ditch
me and simon f*ck high pitch (crünkbünni!)
p e a t e r
check the neon, you can see me from afar
p e a t e r
call me brittany the way i’m spitting munk bars
i’m jeanette, not from icarly
me and the chipettes pull up to the party
all my crew is jitless
all my fits ridiculous

interlude: crünkbünni & $k3tch
yo peater, give me that d*ck
and also a sword, and also some peat
h*ll yeah, what else you looking for, man? you know what i’m looking for, peater, i’m looking for love
i mean, i don’t got love, i got peat, i got broad swords, i got long swords, i got swords for broads, i got all kinds of sh*t
bridge: crünkbünni
crunk in the club and i’m looking for love
peater in the club and he’s getting f*cked up we don’t want trouble man, nuh uh
all you jits, put your f*ckin hands up

put yo hands up
put yo hands up
put yo hands up
put yo hands up

- stf lyrics

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