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Butter pecan lyrics Jamell Maurice Demons

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Izzie on the beat
Motherfuckin’ astronaut shit (Southside, you killed this track)
White coupe, butter pecan
Thick bitch, Puerto Rican
Take you out to Paraguay
Or California for the weekend
I’m with Sack and Juvie
So you gotta bring about three friends
Don’t flex, don’t pretend
You know we spin a bin
Fifty thousand dollar advance in my account, huh
Running up them bands with my mans, and that’s how
We gotta get these racks ’cause I can and we
YNW’s a family
I might just, cop a Rolex or a cuban link
I been going through some things
I wanted you to see if
You could maintain
This lifestyle that I live
‘Cause I am you and you are me ’til the very end
I just want a Cuban link
Wash away all of the pain
Mixing molly with the apple juice
I don’t do that no more, who the hell are you?
Smoking on that cranberry kush weed
Wash away all of the pain
Mixing molly with the apple juice
I don’t do that no more, who the hell are you?
White coupe, butter pecan (butter pecan)
Thick bitch, Puerto Rican (Puerto Rican)
Take you out to Paraguay (Paraguay)
Or California for the weekend (for the weekend)
I’m with Sack and Juvie
So you gotta bring about three friends
Don’t flex, don’t pretend
You know we spin a bin (spin a bin)
White coupe, butter pecan
Thick bitch, Puerto Rican
Take you out to Paraguay (Paraguay)
Or California for the weekend (for the weekend)
I’m with Sack and Juvie
So you gotta bring about three friends
Don’t flex, don’t pretend
You know we spin a bin
I wanna get head from every girl (every girl)
She already know it’s a Young Nigga World (mwah)
Get you a fleece with the fur and some extra pearls
Put twenty racks in your pocket
Just in case you need it, I got you (I got you)
We taking off like a rocket (rocket)
She say that I’m ready like Billy and Mandy
But bitch I’m the reaper, she ain’t a keeper
I’m creeping in a Jeep but I am not Jeepers Creepers, and yes I
You got finessed for your shit and you know that Young Nigga World did it the right way
You got finessed for your shit and you know that Young Nigga World did it the right
You got finessed out your shit and you know that Young Nigga World did it the right way
White coupe, butter pecan
Thick bitch, Puerto Rican
Take you out to Paraguay
Or California for the weekend
I’m with Sack and Juvie
So you gotta bring about three friends
Don’t flex, don’t pretend
You know we spin a bin
White coupe, butter pecan
Thick bitch, Puerto Rican
Take you out to Paraguay
Or California for the weekend
I’m with Sack and Juvie
So you gotta bring about three friends
Don’t flex, don’t pretend
You know we spin a bin
Songwriters: Jamell Maurice Demons

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