Your mom sucked my dick, peanut butter, jelly nigga,
I know i'm not the only bastard in america
Flow smoother than paula deena butter
Ain't tryin to fight no war against my brother
She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her
Stomach rumbles low, never stole the dough and butter
Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money
And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee
Account overdraft what i got this debit for
Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter
Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though
To know i like that co-co
If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number
One way or another it's to the gutter unless you stay stacking the butter
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