Peanut Butter Pootie Tang

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (James Delguapo)

[Chorus]
Ayy, inside peanut butter, outside jelly
The money start spreadin', getting bread, on my Wonder shit
No words to a bitch, belt like Pootie Tang
Baby, throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
Big Fendi facts, if your granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix your lips to try to tell me 'bout none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah
They'll die just to fuck 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 rocket ship
Sock it to my pockets, like some Takis, got a lot of 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 fuckin' pay me for my comments, shit (Bands)
Raisin' up my commas, put the pussy in coma (Yeah)
You can talk, she won't reply, my bitch really unresponsive
She knows I been wantin' VVs, ooh-wee (Ooh)
Walk with the man like burnin' CDs (Yeah)
I ain't have a big backing like old TVs (No)
She open up the doors and she gon' see, now I got a

[Chorus]
Ayy, inside peanut butter, outside jelly
The money start spreadin', getting bread, on my Wonder shit
No words to a bitch, belt like Pootie Tang
Baby, throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
Big Fendi facts, if your granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix your lips to try to tell me 'bout none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, yeah
They'll die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, uh
It's a check

[Verse 2]
That nigga double crossed me, man, should've known, known, known
I was openin' up to let him do me wrong, wrong, wrong
Snakey, I should've known he was a cobra
The only snake I would ever show love to is probably Kobe
Hah, hoo, hey, drop top coupe, swang
I need new friends, I need new frames
What's that? Vision, mmh
When jealousy's in they eyeballs
They gon' 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 snaggin' all my pennies
Future daughter gon' be wild
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]
Ayy, inside peanut butter, outside jelly
The money start spreadin', getting bread, on my Wonder shit
No words to a bitch, belt like Pootie Tang
Baby, throw it back, boomerang on that fuckin' dick
Big Fendi facts, if your granny didn't smoke crack
Don't fix your lips to try to tell me 'bout none of this
Ride for my niggas, I got niggas in the grave
I got bitches on my roster who would die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, yeah
They'll die just to fuck with this, baby, yeah, uh
It's a check