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Andre Nickatina - Jelly Lyrics

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  • Got out the car and said send her, don’t bend her
  • Maybe she’s a winner,
  • I tell her that she thick, she say she wanna be thinner
  • She something like a steak and prime Hennesey dinner
  • When she walk down town other *****es wanna get her
  • I’m Barney Rubble man, looking for a Betty
  • Who’s super duper fast with the fetti
  • Jam things up like Teddy,
  • Peanut Butter ready make a real rap cat say jelly
  • Yeah, real I be, erybody know me, need no id
  • Go hard on a hoe, over vip
  • I am P, ***** you know I’m bout that mother*****ing paper
  • Yeah, I’m bout the paper,
  • ***** don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her
  • Yeah, I’m bout the paper, yeah I’m bout the paper
  • ***** don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her
  • Man, she the type of pancakes that you like to see in the morning
  • Nothing that she wear be boring
  • Dolce and Gabana blue light,
  • That’s what I wore tonight,
  • For you to choose, break the shelf right, holla back
  • I let my curls fall out my hat
  • She like the vodka with the 7up, go *****, throw it back
  • I might have to fast forward that, because the peanut butter ready,
  • So go ahead and add the jelly
  • Problem in this thang, diamond is the lane
  • Car paint wet like I’m riding in the rain
  • Swerving through the town drunk,
  • Mixing light and brown, not giving mad *****
  • Cause I got the niggas get down
  • Got a thick chick with me, I met her through my rally
  • Peanut butter skin, ***** sweet as jelly
  • Bang to the tellie, got her drug, gave her liquor
  • Then I thought to myself
  • Why ***** when I can pimp her?
  • Yeah, real I be, erybody know me, need no id
  • Go hard on a hoe, over vip
  • I am P, ***** you know I’m bout that mother*****ing paper
  • Yeah, I’m bout the paper,
  • ***** don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her
  • Yeah, I’m bout the paper, yeah I’m bout the paper
  • ***** don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her
  • She said what’s up with the nose candy
  • Then let’s get the party started
  • My ex boyfriend was light harded
  • Now he’s with the dearly departed
  • Hello, night time mellow
  • Moving that jello, heels stay steady
  • Peanut butter ready make a real rap cat say jelly
  • Yeah, real I be, erybody know me, need no id
  • Go hard on a hoe, IM a vip
  • I am P, ***** you know I’m bout that mother*****ing paper
  • Yeah, I’m bout the paper,
  • ***** don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her
  • Yeah, I’m bout the paper, yeah I’m bout the paper
  • ***** don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her.

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