CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Peanut Butter
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 sh*t from no one
She don't take sh*t
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
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 sh*t from no one
She don't take sh*t
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
