Uh niggah roll the weed up
Kick ya feet up
Turn the beat up
Put ya heat up
Blow your chopper
I won't stop ya
It's like a playboy that's proper
Pineapple crush I lust like gun thrust
Tough as an elephant tusk that moves bus
Hyena style when I laugh and foul
Lyrics that ripple like the waves of the nile
P-nut butter breakdown jelly shakedown
Freeway fury when a tigah gotta make rounds
My kenneth cole leather boots stay so polished
I keep money trick even tho I didn't go to college
Fillmoe gave me straight knowledge
So when I spit these raps
Man I drop em like hydraulics
But keep it on the down-low
Bustin like a full pound hoe
Nba live certified niggah kickin it live
Like 2 bullets that race through the sky
Show me a hole I'ma run right through it
Er camble, I ramble and gamble and scramble
The whole architect of this beat
Check this out you little ol freak
When I was 12
I was told by the big homie either you gone' mac
Or you gonna be a macaroni
Never fuck around on the field
Less you gone be on the field
Doin it for real
Last year was a real hot summer
I had three warrants
So they sent 2 bounty hunters
Sweatin like a gun runner
The gift I spit I bring sight like it's do under
I don't give money to chickens
So freak stop trippin
When you see me politician
Like nixon
On suspension
Or probation
Investigation, word
Whether it's yo jiff or skippy's
P-nut butter bullets if you come and get me
Freak you're choosin ok I like that
Now get a kodiak and freak come right back
Nickatina rappin at a 100 degrees
That's money women and a gang of weed...E

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P-Nut Butter Breakdown Lyrics

Andre Nickatina – P-Nut Butter Breakdown Lyrics