lirik lagu j. salvo - peanut butter dreams
(intro: unknown source)
i came up here so that i could listen to some music to get my soul touched, i say yo soul touched?
b~tch i hit that b~tch man and beat her so bad man i felt kind of sorry man cause b~tch had to go to the hospital and that’s why i’m out here hustling some sticks
(verse 1)
word on the street they was talking about me
cut off your knees i’m the one like obie
your daughter now taken call me liam neeson
peanut b~tter dreams, when she gagging on me
finesse em finesse em like ricky
finеsse em finessе em like ricky
this sh~t, this sh~t don’t come easy
gimme a minute i’ll gather my image
gather my scr~t~m and throw it
latch on the chandelier swing
illinois jones on the wing of your pedophile plane barrel roll it
the bones of the rich look like buffalo wings
let us all feast ’cause they need to be cleaned
i’m making movies you can call me neal breen
warren buffet more like a buffet
i eat that old ass paired with chardonnay
bill gates, castrate that lizard with a dental tool, upside down like a blizzard
you a crossdresser like eddie izzard, woo woo!
i know eddie murphy got that eddie in him
in my fort poppin’ eddies they delicious
i’m not for everyone like medicare but listen
i bring in the forces and load up the cannons
i’m shooting everywhere like i’m nick cannon
yogurt on her face like it’s dannon
these ops begging for my pardon, steve bannon
beat up the p~ssy, he gon’ need a bandage
my sh~t so potent gotta test it for the fetty
my sh~t so white call it betty
desert erase you etch~a~sketchy
(hook)
beep~a~da~da~ba~ba~boo~ba, i’m just flowing so naturally
peanut b~tter dreams when she gag on me
sitting on the toilet with the magazine
shootin through your window on the count of three
don’t quit your job on account of me
instilling doubt in the monarchy
she suck it clean, her majesty
blast in her colon, that’s my colony
(verse 2)
which island should i retire in?
jones radio, you can dial in
soap in her ass, put the dial in
she crying, grab me the violin
she bussin’, clean up on aisle six
there’s no i in team, there’s an i in win
one shot, i don’t know the side effects
two shots they create the sound effects
three shots and you know you good as dead
dispense on the old feds like a pez
let the hoe slide like wisconsin dells
then i slide through her stomach like taco bell
job interview, how can this not go well?
if i smash and i dash, how she not gon’ tell?
shoot your boy above the waist, now he elvis
help me get rid of this weight like adele did
i don’t need all the money from this album
i ain’t religious, i just gotta sell it (zealot)
digital copies, these clones tryna mock me
i could never be king, that makes me a target
traditional mark~up meet the demands of the market
nickels tryna gas me up like it’s auschwitz
send all these shots, call me fauci, oof
and i got the judo (jew dough) like ronda rousey
i’m like a gay, you can’t pray me away
putting boot l!ckers through a whole lot of pain
bring a hailstorm to your wartorn domain
“ni~hao de ming se shi”, lebron james
misters with no dough try to stick me
trailer park boy, i finesse him like ricky
finesse em finesse em like ricky
peanut b~tter dreams when the hoe get to l!cking
chicken on a wing day, jet fly
got me feeling like i can’t write, uh
finesse em finesse em like ricky
this sh~t, this sh~t don’t come easy
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