La Chat

[Verse 1]
Mayn the pitty process always tryin to dynamack
All the (?) chickens wishin they can be La Chat
Aint no way that you can be me, I got thuggin in my blood
Cookin pork chops and that rice, Makin scrubs fall in love
Dont you wish that you could ride my ride, And stay up in my grill
Makin cheese cashin checks, Yeah you know thats how I live
Hope that you can be like me, Freak Im just like (?)
Shakin trout, For her sugar daddy, take her mamis friend
Everythang you wanna do is all the things that I dun did
Drank a 12 case of beur, Rollin chockin with my nigs
Ride (?) independent
All you haters and you dudes tryin to choose, Yall can holla at me later
Talkin bad about La Chat, But you know you lovin that
Cause between these legs is fa..fa..fa..fa..fat
Aint no messin with yo game, Cause yo kind aint know my numbers
Say you takein care of me, Boy please whatever
[Chorus x2]
Shes a peanut butter, mutha fucka, nappy weave biitch
Every time I see the hoe, she all in my shiit
All my baby daddy tryna get what I get
Need to stay up out of mine and get some buisness
[Verse 2]
All you boys be on my do, Wish that you could be in my shoes
I aint messed up with no sucker, Its to many thugs to choose
Now you wish that you could be the one thats gettin all that cheese
Even if he mess with you, He still gone come up in my knees
All you freaks wanna run and tell me somethin about this boy
Cause you know that Im the one hes liable to still kill and fuck
I dont know how you stoopid tricks be all in my biz
I got (?)
Wanna listen, Wanna learn, I got somethin that I can teach
If I die there will never be another one like me
Spreading rumors, Tellin lies, Anything to do me in
But the ones that be talking really want to be my friend
Yeah I know I got you hott, Cause my name is all around town
If you try to run up on me mayn you know its goin down
Aint no telling what Im thinking yet, I keep a plan in mind
Why you talkin thats the reason why La Chat will always shine
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2]
Yeah you can critisize my name it only bring me mo fame
I already know whats goin on a lot of hatin in this game
It be nothing having broads that be living for hate
It be these (?) looking broads La Chat immitate
I got no time for none of that nonsense, Im bout makin cheese
And already dont want hear no bullshit, Im stacking them cheese
Its just to hot out here to live Im only tryin to maintain
These freaks be jocking my baby daddy just because of my name
But I aint said a thang tho, He can get all yo dough
You stoopid broads be droppin it off be thinkin yo gon get mo
Ill let you know when he be doing after he get all your checks
He coming home, He keepin me and his baby so fresh
And I aint gotta mess with him, I stay away from the drama
See if you havent learned yet, They lovin the baby mama
So keep yo distance, keep on wishin, Aint no gettin what I got
And keep on buyin all my cds to keep my name hot
[Chorus x2]
[ Peanut Butter Lyrics ]