Porsh Bet$ - Peanut Butter letra de (lyrics)
[Porsh Bet$ - Peanut Butter letra de lyrics]
She got them green eyes, mm-mm tequila lime
Caught me by surprise, mm-mm the other night
She don't like nice guys, mm-mm
But that's alright
Not good at goodbyes, mm-mm
That's just my type
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Type to make ya hopscotch
Type to make ya wait in the rain
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Drop dead, make ya heart stop
Hop in and we're swerving away
She got that long hair, don't care
Knew right when she walked in
I kinda like how you're standing there
Nails done, sundress, smelling like fresh air
My lover, not a sucker
I'll never want another
She don't take shit from no one
She don't take shit
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Type to make ya hopscotch
Type to make ya wait in the rain
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Drop dead, make ya heart stop
Hop in and we're swerving away
She got that feeling
Top down with no ceiling feet out the window
Feeling like a million she got that feeling
Top down with no ceiling feet out the window
Feeling like a million
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Type to make ya hopscotch
Type to make ya wait in the rain
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Drop dead, make ya heart stop
Hop in and we're swerving away
She got that peanut butter drop-top
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Caught me by surprise, mm-mm the other night
She don't like nice guys, mm-mm
But that's alright
Not good at goodbyes, mm-mm
That's just my type
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Type to make ya hopscotch
Type to make ya wait in the rain
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Drop dead, make ya heart stop
Hop in and we're swerving away
She got that long hair, don't care
Knew right when she walked in
I kinda like how you're standing there
Nails done, sundress, smelling like fresh air
My lover, not a sucker
I'll never want another
She don't take shit from no one
She don't take shit
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Type to make ya hopscotch
Type to make ya wait in the rain
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Drop dead, make ya heart stop
Hop in and we're swerving away
She got that feeling
Top down with no ceiling feet out the window
Feeling like a million she got that feeling
Top down with no ceiling feet out the window
Feeling like a million
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Type to make ya hopscotch
Type to make ya wait in the rain
She got that peanut butter drop-top
Drop dead, make ya heart stop
Hop in and we're swerving away
She got that peanut butter drop-top
She got that peanut butter drop-top