Andre Nickatina - Jelly lyrics

(feat. Problem) [Verse 1: Andre Nickatina] 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 b**hes 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 bu*ter ready make a real rap cat say jelly [Hook: Problem] Yeah, real I be, erybody know me, need no id Go hard on a ho, over vip I am P, b**h you know I’m bout that motherf**ing paper Yeah, I’m bout the paper b**h don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her Yeah, I’m bout the paper, yeah I’m bout the paper b**h don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her [Verse 2: Andre Nickatina] 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 b**h, throw it back I might have to fast forward that, because the peanut bu*ter ready So go ahead and add the jelly [Verse 3: Problem] 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 f** Cause I got the n***as get down Got a thick chick with me, I met her through my rally Peanut bu*ter skin, p**y sweet as jelly Bang to the tellie, got her drug, gave her liquor Then I thought to myself Why f** when I can pimp her? [Hook: Problem] Yeah, real I be, everybody know me, need no id Go hard on a ho, over vip I am P, b**h you know I’m bout that motherf**ing paper Yeah, I’m bout the paper b**h don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her Yeah, I’m bout the paper, yeah I’m bout the paper b**h don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her [Verse 4: Andre Nickatina] 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 bu*ter ready make a real rap cat say jelly [Hook: Problem] Yeah, real I be, everybody know me, need no id Go hard on a ho, I'M a vip I am P, b**h you know I’m bout that motherf**ing paper Yeah, I’m bout the paper b**h don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her Yeah, I’m bout the paper, yeah I’m bout the paper b**h don’t wanna do what I say, I’ma make her