Peter Piper Chords by Dmb Gotti

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_ Don't even [G] say son, she got a bun in the oven, still a bake son
You know what happened, she was classy, we done turned her to [Abm] a rat
Now the bitch suck, gate till the day down
Peter [G] Piper, [Bb] your baby mama fuckin' squattin', she excited
[G] No appetizers, but I'm servin' with a slider
And me and my niggas are runnin' to your property
Over at M-B-E-N, my niggas, we poppin' it
[Bb] Take your bitch to dinner, order up a [F] lobster
[G] Deflect her over, need for a sit in the lobby
Do a shorty run up in a nigga pocket
Slidin' in a Maserati, meat was thirsty, no deposits
[Eb] Origami, I been foldin' paper [Ab] properly
No monami run up in a nigga property
They write a eulogy, send all of my apologies
We do not ask for nothin', we gon' take it
[Bb] Top twist, I been flackin' with a [F] A's
[G] Bagged ass, whole team, that invasion
Little ratchet ass bitch suck dick daily basis
Oh, Peter Piper, your baby mama fuckin' squattin', she [F] excited
[G] Do not deserve, you're not gon' see it, don't even write it
[Gb] No appetizers, but I'm [G] servin' with a slider
Boy, look at my niggas, courage in the water, something right
[A] We spent one night with her, he talkin' body [F] like it
[G] They see her ride, they tell you shouldn't even wife her
Bitch is socked up in the kitchen, there ain't one that step beside her
[Gb] All facts, genocide, get them all whacked
Couple ball-headed dykes got a Marshtrap
Spendin' two, that shit [G] up, I need all that
Stuck two blocks in the club, what you call that?
Oh, finesse, I wear a jersey, but car size like the rest
See my nigga P-Fly, gon' meet you by them steps
That nigga can't get out the slammer, he got a beamer on his neck
Who copy shit to text, he must see a text
[Bb] Your baby mama fuckin' squattin', she the [F] best
[G] Hope he give it up without too much aggress
If [Gb] God willing, I'll [G] slash it off his flesh
B&B's, Peter Piper
[Gb] Baby mama fuckin' squattin', she [F] excited
[G] No appetizers, but I'm curvin' with a slider
And me and my niggas are runnin' to your property
Over at Red and [Bb] Barker, me and my niggas, we poppin' it
Take your bitch to dinner, order up a [Ab] lobster
Then fuck her over, leave her sittin' in the lobby
Do a soda run up in a nigga's pocket
Slidin' in a Maserati, we was thirsty, no deposits
Origami, I've been folding paper properly
No Monopoly, run up in a nigga's property
The ride of eulogies, and all of my apologies
[N] Ooh, I'm a nigga, I'm a nigga, I'm a nigga