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Peanut Butter and Jelly Video (MV)




Performed By: Reece Geller & Eric Diamond
Language: English
Length: 1:25
Written by: Reece Geller




Reece Geller & Eric Diamond - Peanut Butter and Jelly Lyrics
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Little itty bitty bitch
She climbing like the spider did
I'm high as shit
She majoring in finance
With the pirates
In a Pyrex fit
Excuse me cause I'm off of it
And part of me
Don't want to speak
She told me that she hates me
And my coffins deep
Member all the late nights
Talking deep
But we ain't losing sleep
Pop a couple ambiens
Counting sheep
And doin dances
She make a splash
I lit the hash
And then we did the dash
Passive not aggressive
Couple leopards
Pulling levers
In the red one
Like the cherry
In my Ellis
Like the perry
When she get up in the morning
Make me peanut butter jelly
And the pillow
Sipping
Henny
In the villa
Sippin remy
Got a rock
Up In my pocket
And I rocket like I'm rocko
Taking flights and slinging bags like I'm el chapo
One to one
She tied it up
Stupid bitch let's run it up
Counting bags
Got bags to count
Write a f*cking film about me
Sell that shit to paramount
F*ck Paris at her parents house
I ain't talking bout Hilton
Don't ask about the body count
Don't ask about the bank account
I'm finna let the dogs out
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English

Little itty bitty bitch
She climbing like the spider did
I'm high as shit
She majoring in finance
With the pirates
In a Pyrex fit
Excuse me cause I'm off of it
And part of me
Don't want to speak
She told me that she hates me
And my coffins deep
Member all the late nights
Talking deep
But we ain't losing sleep
Pop a couple ambiens
Counting sheep
And doin dances
She make a splash
I lit the hash
And then we did the dash
Passive not aggressive
Couple leopards
Pulling levers
In the red one
Like the cherry
In my Ellis
Like the perry
When she get up in the morning
Make me peanut butter jelly
And the pillow
Sipping
Henny
In the villa
Sippin remy
Got a rock
Up In my pocket
And I rocket like I'm rocko
Taking flights and slinging bags like I'm el chapo
One to one
She tied it up
Stupid bitch let's run it up
Counting bags
Got bags to count
Write a f*cking film about me
Sell that shit to paramount
F*ck Paris at her parents house
I ain't talking bout Hilton
Don't ask about the body count
Don't ask about the bank account
I'm finna let the dogs out
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Writer: Reece Geller
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