what are the lyrics 2 cadillac dons 'Inside peanut butter , outside jelly'?
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Chorus] x2 \nInside peanut butter outside jelly \n7 days of the week 7 different chevys \nBlack SS wit tha top blown off \nFuck with them boys get ya top blown off \n\n[Verse 1] \ngot an old white chevy peanut butter top same color \nflows out tha back wood stain to match my leather \n24 inches off the ground like jeezy \ngot that thang on me so u better take it easy \ncatch me in tha hood knockin bitches out tha wall \nsittin sideways like that nigga Paul Wall \ngot a 4-54 and its all chromed out \njust bought a platinum grill like the one up in my mouth \ndown south all we do is ride heavy \ncoulda had a bentley but i rather ride chevys \npistol in my lap dnt give a fuck bout tha law \nboys see me comin and they all gon ball \ngot 10 bad bitches and they all gon call \ngot 5 sways and they all gon fall \nold school new school we done had em all \nmy niggas ridin chevys so we all gon ball \n\n[Chorus] x2 \n\n[Verse 2] \nmonkey see monkey do \nso evrybody got a chevy \n350 wit tha flow match now tht shit runs heavy \nkeep it clean pussy ride good wen im rollin thru tha hood \ni get down in it that bitch sounds good \nand for u niggas who snitches shit u cant be trusted \nmight as well call me lee dungarees i cant be busted \nbut im Cadillac Don a real fuckin hustler \nridin thru tha south spreadin this game like mustard \nim a cadlliac rider true enough but i ball in a chevy \nwen i strut my stuff makin money cant get enough \nhaters get mad they fuss and cuss \ncheck my rep i drop tha top \nlean out tha chevy let the .45 pop \ncut it to tha metal cant wait for cops \n16 switches watch yo ass gone drop \nwe hittin tha curb 3wheelin motion \nseein double drinkin on tha potion \nima movin im hustlin flowin \ngettin paid stackin token \nfor this boy yall niggas aint ready \ngimme tha crown i deserve tha credit \nor catch me fuckin yo bitch in a chevy \ninside butter outside great jelly \n\n[Chorus] x2 \n\n[Chorus] x2 (monkey see monkey do so everybody got a chevy) \n\n(so everybody got a chevy) x4
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Probably "Rock & Roll pt.2" by Gary Glitter. They play that one at ALOT of sporting events. It has no real lyrics.
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bad company\nold song
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Sounds like a lyric from a Stereophonics track from the album Performance & Cocktails the track title believe it or not is Hurry up & Wait!
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go to www.lyricscafe.com
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sing "ITS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME! Where he at! Where he at! Where he at! Where he at! There he go! There he go! There he go! There he go! Peanut butter jelly! Peanut butter jelly! Peanut butter jelly! Peanut butter jelly! Do the peanut butter jelly peanut butter jelly Peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat! Do the peanut butter jelly peanut butter jelly Peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat! Now break it down and freeze! Now break it down and freeze! Now break it down and freeze! Now break it down and freeze! Now tic tac toe (uh-huh)! Tic tac toe (let's go)! Tic tac toe (you got it)! Tic tac toe (let's ride)! Now freestyle freestyle freestyle freestyle freestyle your style! Now freestyle freestyle freestyle freestyle freestyle your style! Where he at! Where he at! Where he at! Where he at! There he go! There he go! There he go! There he go!"
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Couldn't find any lyrics like that by The Jam. However, I did find those lyrics in the Carter USM song "Anytime Anyplace Anywhere." Don't know if that's what you're looking for.
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All In The Family Lyrics by Korn\n\n[Fred:] What's up with this fucking 'Ball Tongue' shit? (on original lyric's sheet)\n[Jon:] All I needed was a Pepsi... (on orignal lyric's sheet)\n[Fred:] You better shut the fuck up, punk. (on orignal lyric's sheet)\n[Jon:] Whatever nigga... (on orignal lyric's sheet)\n[Fred:] Say what, say what?\n[Jon:] My dick is bigger than yours...\n[Fred:] Say what, say what?\n[Jon:] My band is bigger than yours...\n[Fred:] Too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucka',\nKorny motherfucka'. Takin' over flows is the Limp pimp,\nneed a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis.\nI'm gonna drop a little east side skill, ya best step back 'cuz I'm 'a kill, I'm 'a kill.\nSo watcha thinking Mr. Raggedy man?\nDoin' all you can to look like Raggedy Ann.\n[Jon:] I'll Check you out punk, yes I know you feel it.\nYou look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video,\nyou little faggot ho. Please give me some shit to work with,\n'cuz right now I'm all it kid, suck my dick kid, like your daddy did.\n[Fred:] Who the fuck you think you're talking to??\n[Jon:] Me.\n[Fred:] I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you.\n[Jon:] Whatever.\n[Fred:] All up in my face with that...\n[Jon:] Are you ready?!?\n[Fred:] But halitosis, is all you're rockin' steady. You little fairy, smelling all your flowers. Nappy hairy chest, look it's Austin Powers!\n[Jon:] Yeah, baby!\n[Fred:] I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes clod, but you said it best, there's No Place To Hide.\n[Jon:] What the fuck ya' sayin'? You're a pimp whateva', limp dick. Fred Durst needs to rehearse, needs to reverse what he's saying. Wannabe funk joke is what you're playin', rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'! Plus your bills I'm paying, you can't eat that shit every day, Fred. Lay off the bacon.\n[Fred:] Say what, say what? You better watch your fuckin' mouth, Jon.\n\n[Chorus:]\n[Jon:] So you hate me?\n[Fred:] and I hate you!\n[Jon:] You know what, you know what?\n[Both:] It's all in the family.\n\n[Jon:] I hate you!\n[Fred:] and you hate me!\n[Jon:] You know what, you know what?\n[Both:] It's all in the family.\n\n[Jon:] Look at you fool, I'm gonna fuck you up twice,\nthrowin' rhymes at me like, oh shit, Vanilla Ice.\nYa better run, run while ya can, you'll never fuck me up, Bisc Limpkit.\nAt least I got a phat, original band.\n[Fred:] Who's hot, who's not?\n[Jon:] You.\n[Fred:] You best step back, Korn on the cob, you need a new job.\nTime to take them mic skills back to the dentist, and buy yourself a new grill.\n[Jon:] Fuck you.\n[Fred:] You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off in your eye.\nClimbing shoots and ladders, while your ego shatters.\nBut you just can't get away.\n[Jon:] Get a gay?\n[Fred:] 'Cuz it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday.\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Fred:] You call yourself a singer?\n[Jon:] Yep.\n[Fred:] You're more like Jerry Springer.\n[Jon:] Oh cool!\n[Fred:] Your favorite band is winger,\n[Jon:] Winger?\n[Fred:] and all you eat is Zingers.\nYou're like a Fruity Pebble, your favorite flag is rebel.\n[Jon:] Yeeeeeehaaaaaa!!\n[Fred:] It's just too bad that you're a fag, and on a lower level.\n[Jon:] So you're from Jacksonville, kickin' it like Buffalo Bill.\nGettin' butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck,\nwhile your sister's on her knees waitin' for your little peanut.\n[Fred:] Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?\n[Jon:] Over here.\n[Fred:] Like them idiots in Waco,\nyou're burning up in Bako where your father had your mother,\nyour mother had your brother, it's just too bad your father's mad,\nyour mother's now your lover.\n[Jon:] Come on hillbilly, can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?\nYou love it down south, and boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth.\n\n[Chorus]\n\n[Jon:[ and I love
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hit the road jack- ray charles...LOL LMAO
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Title: Artist: LESS THAN JAKE Song: Motown Never Sounded So Good Album: ANTHEM\nID: 45343\nDate and time (posted): 2004-08-02 13:26:47\nTo comment on this (Or read other comments), Please scroll down  \nMotown Never Sounded So Good lyrics\n\n\n[Roger:] \nSo you say, all your white flags are up and that you've had enough and that you were tired of collecting dust, you say everything always looks the same and you made your brand new face to match your brand new place, you say all your distress calls have gone out and your ship is going down \n\n[Pre-chorus] \n[Chris:] \nWell I say it to myself all the time, \n"Stop living half and a life and stop feeling like I'm half alive." \n\n[Chorus] \n[Roger:] \nI can't get enough, I'm not satisfied, I've wasted my time with this daily grind, in single file line, is this real life, I've been telling myself sometimes, what matters is on the inside. \n\n[Roger:] \nDo you remember when we had all the answers, and can you really remember when we wished for anything better, just to feel like it's been forever, does it feel like a broken record, a head full of yesterdays, you keep wishing your life away, you can't keep looking over you own shoulder, things'll never look up unless you start to move forward. \n\n[Pre-chorus] \n\n[Chorus] \n\n[Chorus 2] \n[Roger:] \nI can't get enough, I'm not satisfied, I've wasted my time with this daily grind, I can't get enough, I'm just getting by, I can't stand this design for our bitter lives, I keep feeling lost and I'm not satisfied with traffic and turnpikes and these tired eyes \n\n[Chorus]
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it means the interior of tha car is a brownish peanut butter color and tha outside of tha car has a paint job that resembles the color of jelly duhh
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Peanut butter and Jelly time! Peanut butter and jelly time! peanut butter and jelly time!!...I like peanut butter.
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The title of the song is RUN JOEY RUN by David Geddes. Lyrics are as follows:\n\nDaddy please don't, it wasn't his fault, he means so much to me\nDaddy please don't, we're gonna get married...just you wait and see.\n\nShe called me up, late last night, she said Joe, don't come over\nMy dad and I just had a fight, and he stormed out the door\nI've never seen him act his this way, my God, hes going crazy\nHe says he's gonna make you pay, for what we've done, he's got a gun, so\n\nRun Joey Run Joey Run\nDaddy please don't, it wasn't his fault, he means so much to me\nDaddy please don't, we're gonna get married...just you wait and see.\n\nI got in my car and I drove like mad, till I reached Julie's place\nShe ran to me, with tears in her eyes, and bruises on her face\nAll at once, I saw him there, sneaking up behind me, WATCH OUT!\nThen Julie yelled, he's got a gun, and she stepped in front of me\nSuddenly, a shot rang out, and I saw Julie falling\nI ran to her, I held her close, when I looked down, my hands were red,\nand heres the last words Julie said...\n\nDaddy please don't, it wasn't his fault, he means so much to me\nDaddy please don't, we're gonna get married.....aaahhh..ahhhh\nahhhh....ahhhhh\n\nRun Joey run Joey run Joey run Joey run Joey run
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go to www.azlyrics.com \nto get the lyrics 4 the song
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http://www.lyricsdir.com/gravy-train-kottonmouth-bj-lyrics.html
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google it or lyricstop.com