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Peanut butter seats came perfect timeRich but I'm still ducking one timeI seen the light, then I climbed inHad to take 'em out, we ain't gon' dine inShawty done fell in love with all my diamondsBut everybody change on you like the seasons (yeah)Sippin' 1942, Don JulioI ain't got time for all these eyes and these groupie hoesLate night, I've been cruisin' down the interstateLate night, I've been thinkin' a lot of niggas hateTold my dawg let's pour tons of AceIf he talkin' out his lip, we gotta give cuz a tasteI can't let no niggas smut my nameEspecially when these lil' niggas see me as reputableAnd the OG's respect me that done came out my sectionWe just bought Cullinan just to maintainI talk to him, my brother 'nem, he on the same thangWe just tryna motivate, bought the AP, show the faceFeel like I'm a Zoe today, feel like I'm a woe todayI was in Miami with a bitch, gave me cold faceShe had this dick on her noseplatePeanut butter seats came perfect timeRich but I'm still ducking one timeI seen the light, then I climbed inHad to take 'em out, we ain't gon' dine inShawty done fell in love with all my diamondsBut everybody change on you like the seasonsSippin' 1942, Don JulioI ain't got time for all these eyes and these groupie hoesI don't know what love is, I can't tellEverybody come around like carousel, hmmShe got a birthday cake like it's my twenty-firstI done came a long way, I made it out the dirt, yeahSee my niggas in the hearse, havin' nightmares in churchTryna make sure my mama got a couple racks in her purseGot a showroom, car came from the top row, yeahDon't give no opps hopeI just gave my dawg a Rollie, told him take the clock approachPeanut butter seats came perfect timeRich but I'm still ducking one timeI seen the light, then I climbed inHad to take 'em out, we ain't gon' dine inShawty done fell in love with all my diamondsBut everybody change on you like the seasonsSippin' 1942, Don JulioI ain't got time for all these eyes and these groupie hoes