Peanut Butter
(You know what it is babe
Pull up to my crib baby
Tonight it's hers and his
We gon' handle biz
You know what it is baby)
Pull up to my spot babe
I'm ready and hot, yeah, yeah
'Cause shawty you know what it is
You know what it is baby
I'mma need an hour or two witcha
I'mma need an hour on you then we'll switch up
We can bada bing bada boom all night
I'll take my time witcha
'Cause you know what it is
You know what it is baby
You know what it is babe
Pull up to my crib baby
Tonight is hers and his
We gon' handle biz
You know what it is baby
Dinner's on the table, if we get to that
Becky's waiting for ya, we gon' get to that
Miss Daniels got a secret, tell me can you keep it
'Cause I'm feenin for your
You're looking like some peanut butter
And I like peanut butter
Feenin' for your
You looking like some peanut butter
So baby baby can you handle it
You poppin' all that shit don't ramp wit it, don't ramp wit it
'Cause I know that you want me to just sit down pon it
Sit down pon it
We are hot like a Scotch bonnet
Want me fi wine up pon it
Don' run from it, from it
You know what it is baby
Pull up to my crib baby
Tonight it's hers and his
We gon handle biz
You know what it is baby
(You know what it is, you know what it is
Pull up to my crib, pull up to my crib shawty
You know what it is, you know what it is
Pull up to my crib)
Pull up to my crib baby
Tonight it's hers and his
We gon' handle biz
You know what it is baby)
Pull up to my spot babe
I'm ready and hot, yeah, yeah
'Cause shawty you know what it is
You know what it is baby
I'mma need an hour or two witcha
I'mma need an hour on you then we'll switch up
We can bada bing bada boom all night
I'll take my time witcha
'Cause you know what it is
You know what it is baby
You know what it is babe
Pull up to my crib baby
Tonight is hers and his
We gon' handle biz
You know what it is baby
Dinner's on the table, if we get to that
Becky's waiting for ya, we gon' get to that
Miss Daniels got a secret, tell me can you keep it
'Cause I'm feenin for your
You're looking like some peanut butter
And I like peanut butter
Feenin' for your
You looking like some peanut butter
So baby baby can you handle it
You poppin' all that shit don't ramp wit it, don't ramp wit it
'Cause I know that you want me to just sit down pon it
Sit down pon it
We are hot like a Scotch bonnet
Want me fi wine up pon it
Don' run from it, from it
You know what it is baby
Pull up to my crib baby
Tonight it's hers and his
We gon handle biz
You know what it is baby
(You know what it is, you know what it is
Pull up to my crib, pull up to my crib shawty
You know what it is, you know what it is
Pull up to my crib)
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