La' Chat Peanut Butter Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Mane it be the boards thats always tryna down a mack
All the time it be these chickens wishin they can be La' Chat
Ain't no way that you can be me, I got thuggin' in my blood
Cookin' pork chops and that rice, Makin' scrubs fall in love
Now you wish that you could ride my ride, And stay up in my crib
Makin' cheese cashin checks, Yeah you know thats how I live
Hope that you can be like me, Freak I'm just like pimpin kin
Checkin traps, For her sugar daddy, take him and his friend
Everythang you wanna do is all the things that I dun did
Drank a 12 case of beur, Rollin' chockin' with my nig
Ridin twankin shinin panky independent on you haters
And you dudes tryin to choose, Ya'll can holla at me later
Talkin' bad about La' Chat, But you know you lovin' that
Cause between these legs is fa..fa..fa..fa..fat
Ain't no messin with yo kind, Cause yo kind ain't on my level
Say you takin' care of me, Boy please whatever

[Chorus] x2
She's a peanut butter, mutha fucka, nappy weave biitch
Every time I see the hoe, she all in my shiit
On my baby daddy tryna' get what I get
Need to stay up out of mine and get some buisness

[Verse 2]
All you broads be on my dude, Wish that you could be in my shoes
I ain't messed up at no sucker, It's to many thugs to choose
Now you wish that you could be the one thats gettin' all that cheese
Even if he mess with you, He still gone come up in my knees
All you freaks wanna run and tell me somethin about this boy
Cause you know that I'm the one he's robbin stealin killin for
I don't know how you stoopid tricks be all in my mist
I got pimpin and my pimpin is as strong as pimpin gets
Wanna listen, Wanna learn, I got somethin' that I can teach
If I die there will never be another one like me
Spreading rumors, Tellin' lies, Anything to do me in
But the ones that be talking really wanna be my friend
Yeah I know I got you hott, Cause my name is all around town
If you try to run up on me mayn you know its goin' down
Ain't no telling what I'm thinking yet, I keep a plan in mind
Why you talkin' thats the reason why La' Chat will always shine

[Chorus] x2

[Verse 2]
Yeah you can critisize my name it only bring me mo' fame
I already know what's goin on a lot of hatin' in this game
It be nothing having broads that be living for hate
It be these dusty looking broads La' Chat intimidatin
I got no time for none of that nonsense, I'm bout makin' cheese
And already don't want hear no bullshit, I'm stacking them cheese
It's just to hot out here to live I'm only tryin to maintain
These freaks be jocking my baby daddy just because of my name
But I ain't savin nan tho, He can get all yo dough
You stoopid broads be droppin it off be thinkin' yo gon' get mo'
I'll let you know when he be doing after he get all your checks
He come on home, He keepin' me and his baby boy fresh
And I ain't gotta mess with him, I stay away from the drama
See if you haven't learned yet, They lovin the baby mama
So keep yo distance, keep on wishin', Ain't no gettin' what I got
And keep on buyin all my cd's for my name to stay hot

[Chorus] x2
Thanks to Chelsea Byars for submitting Peanut Butter Lyrics.

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