Peanut Butter Jelly lyrics

[Intro: Tokyo's Revenge]
Okay, so, your b*tch wanna lick the underside of my thighs in her spare time, hahaha
And I didn't even ask her to do it, hahaha

[Chorus: Tokyo's Revenge]
Okay, my new whip purple
Interior leather, look like peanut butter jelly
Okay you pus*y ass n*ggas p*ss me off R. Kelly, okay
She feel my di*k, in her spinal cord
She put it in her belly, okay, look
n*ggas lookin' for beef
This ain't no deli
Blade on me just like a heli

[Post-Chorus: Tokyo's Revenge]
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[Verse 1: Tokyo's Revenge]
What do you think?
Thinkin' that I'm harder than all you n*ggas
Swear to god it in my genes [jeans] like some denim
They on the web like Spiderman, but I'm Venom
Okay, like, uh, yeah
She sound like she dyin' whenever I'm in her
Tryna eat the pus*y up like some dinner
All my neighbors hate me 'cause I'm a n*gga, ayy
b*tch, strike one, strike two
Ball on a pus*y ass n*gga like I'm Caillou
Snappin' like a f*ckin' alligator in the Bayou
Sneak a pus*y n*gga in the jaw, call me Ryu
Shark on a n*gga she gimme jaws, uh
Beam on the cannon no dragon ball, uh
Beat a n*gga ass make him wake up on a Sunday
I'm not the one you wanna f*ckin' cross
[Verse 2: Joey Trap]
Look, okay
She wanna f*ck me but no way
Pull out the pistol b*tch go away, uh
She said she wanna four-way, okay
Come back, I'm in the Benz with my feet up
She said she hungry, lets meet up
I brought this di*k you can eat up
Eat up, look
Woke up to n*ggas that sound like me, uh
She said I playboy but no Carti, uh
Your b*tch is hungry, she wanna bite me
Okay, okay, like
b*tch I invented a sound
Your b*tch is all on the ground
I f*ck that girl in the crib, uh
Told that b*tch don't make a sound
Look, my parents are sleeping
There might be cameras in here (Shh), we might just be creeping
Let's make a porno
Put it on PornHub, but you cannot spend the evening
Uber you back to the crib, uh (I'm sorry)
f*ck in Uber a Lyft, uh (I'm sorry)
Your girlfriend call on my phone, uh
I told that b*tch suck a di*k (Such a di*k, b*tch)
What, okay
I put mushrooms in the OJ, mm
Shoot that lil' pistol throw away, mm
I'm stackin' chips but ain't no Lays
Pringles, Stacked, mm
I f*ck that b*tch in the back, mm
I f*ck that b*tch 'cause she black, mm
I f*ck that b*tch for some crack, look, mm
They ain't know that Joey was a meth head, mm
I'ma f*ck that b*tch and break her bed-bed, mm
Pull up with some horses like it's Red Dead, mm
'Demption, shootin', pistols, hectic
Pistols, bet they be poppin'
f*cked that b*tch, no stoppin'
[Chorus: Tokyo's Revenge]
Okay, my new whip purple
Interior leather, look like peanut butter jelly
Okay you pus*y ass n*ggas p*ss me off R. Kelly, okay
She feel my di*k, in her spinal cord
She put it in her belly, okay, look
n*ggas lookin' for beef
This ain't no deli
Blade on me just like a heli

[Post-Chorus: Tokyo's Revenge]
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