Correction Lyrics PETER BAND$ by Hulvey

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You might wanna hit me in the face
You do I can tell, well, why don’t you do it?
Why don’t you punch me in the face?
Punch me in the—

I got Peter Pan type of hops, yeah, uh
I got Peter Pan type of hops, yeah, uh
I got Peter Pan type of hops, yeah, uh
I got Peter Pan type of hops, yeah, uh

Okay, big dawg on the Internet, not by word of mouth
P*ssed off, doc' had said to vent, I prefer to shout
This not what my momma meant when I hurdled doubt
This not what my momma meant when I run 'em out

Yeah, I'm slick like I part my hair, I don't even care
Ridin' fresh through the city like the Prince of Bel-Air, uh
Controversial, Steve Urkel, no commercial
Call my uncle, cop the Hummer and the Tonka truck

White tee, hype me, Jesus name, fight me
Part the sea that's likely, part the sea, tha—, uh
In the stu', yeah, off all the rules, yeah
You ain't know me, man, get out the stu', yeah
Run it back, I got dudes not holdin' back
Hulvey on tracks with dudes who traveled
I buss down crazy like this, I never lack
Tryna get checks, not stripes, ain't feelin' that

Yeah, off all these dudes and I’m hitting the deuce
Cutting the light you know He is the luz
Talk to my God you know that I never lack
Ride with my brothers, I'm goin' to Never Land, uh

I got Peter Pan type of hops (Yeah, oh yeah)
I got Peter Pan type of hops (What? Man, hey)
I got Peter Pan type of hops (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
I got Peter Pan type of hops (Uh-oh)
I got Peter Pan type of hops

I already told y'all, "Summer's mine"
It's God Always, or God know ways
And you can catch me jumpin' over every wall
The enemy tried to put up, you heard?
Talk to me nice or don't talk to me at all

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