Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah
Yeah, yeah, ay
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
In the biggest boned whip, Rolls Royce
If we took away a R
It's team rocket 'cause I'm riding in a rocket ship
Sock it to my pocket like some Takis got a lotta chips
Nerd and I need a freak bitch who need dick
These niggas wanna hate me for my comments
They debate me for my comments
Fashion Nova f*cking pay me for my comments shit (banda)
They raising up my commas, put the pussy in coma (yeah)
You can talk but she won't reply
My bitch really unresponsive
She knows I been wanting VVs, ooweee
Walked with the man like burning CDs (yeah)
Ain't have a big backing like old TVs (no)
She open up the doors and she gonna see
Now I got a (ay)
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
That nigga double crossed me
Man should have known, known, known
I was opening up to let him do me wrong, wrong, wrong
Snakey, I should of know he was a cobra
The only snake I would probably show love to is probably Kobe
Ha who ha, drop-top coupe, swing
I need new friends, I need new frames
Whats that, vision, mmh
When jealousy's in their eyeballs
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 gone be wowed
Lost bands to mistakes
Lost power, Pootie Tang
I cannot wait to put my brother
On this play so we can both have the
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back,
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
Guapdad 4000 - Peanut Butter Pootie Tang Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah
Yeah, yeah, ay
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
In the biggest boned whip, Rolls Royce
If we took away a R
It's team rocket 'cause I'm riding in a rocket ship
Sock it to my pocket like some Takis got a lotta chips
Nerd and I need a freak bitch who need dick
These niggas wanna hate me for my comments
They debate me for my comments
Fashion Nova f*cking pay me for my comments shit (banda)
They raising up my commas, put the pussy in coma (yeah)
You can talk but she won't reply
My bitch really unresponsive
She knows I been wanting VVs, ooweee
Walked with the man like burning CDs (yeah)
Ain't have a big backing like old TVs (no)
She open up the doors and she gonna see
Now I got a (ay)
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
That nigga double crossed me
Man should have known, known, known
I was opening up to let him do me wrong, wrong, wrong
Snakey, I should of know he was a cobra
The only snake I would probably show love to is probably Kobe
Ha who ha, drop-top coupe, swing
I need new friends, I need new frames
Whats that, vision, mmh
When jealousy's in their eyeballs
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 gone be wowed
Lost bands to mistakes
Lost power, Pootie Tang
I cannot wait to put my brother
On this play so we can both have the
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back,
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
Yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah
Yeah, yeah, ay
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
In the biggest boned whip, Rolls Royce
If we took away a R
It's team rocket 'cause I'm riding in a rocket ship
Sock it to my pocket like some Takis got a lotta chips
Nerd and I need a freak bitch who need dick
These niggas wanna hate me for my comments
They debate me for my comments
Fashion Nova f*cking pay me for my comments shit (banda)
They raising up my commas, put the pussy in coma (yeah)
You can talk but she won't reply
My bitch really unresponsive
She knows I been wanting VVs, ooweee
Walked with the man like burning CDs (yeah)
Ain't have a big backing like old TVs (no)
She open up the doors and she gonna see
Now I got a (ay)
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
That nigga double crossed me
Man should have known, known, known
I was opening up to let him do me wrong, wrong, wrong
Snakey, I should of know he was a cobra
The only snake I would probably show love to is probably Kobe
Ha who ha, drop-top coupe, swing
I need new friends, I need new frames
Whats that, vision, mmh
When jealousy's in their eyeballs
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 gone be wowed
Lost bands to mistakes
Lost power, Pootie Tang
I cannot wait to put my brother
On this play so we can both have the
Inside peanut butter outside jelly
The money start spreading
Getting bread on my wonder shit
No words to a bitch
Belt like Pootie Tang
Baby throw it back,
Boomerang on that f*ckin' dick
Big Fendi facts if yo' granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix yo' lips to try to tell about none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die
Just to f*ck with this baby, yeah yeah
They would die just to f*ck with this baby
Yeah, uh, it's a check
Writer: Akeem Douglas Hayes
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC