I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel
Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel
They tested with stress that they under
Melt this track like butter
And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold
Me and rap are close, like butter on toast
As i walk on water
Say bye bye to her
I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer
Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
Your mom sucked my dick, peanut butter, jelly nigga,
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