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[Intro: Ohthatsmizz]
But you're the same, yeah (Pass that bitch to Guap)
Lame, yeah

[Chorus: Ohthatsmizz]
It's gettin' cold outside, I might have to cuff up
I thought I wanted her, but that was for summer
I might have to grab that Casa', mix it with the Bumbu, Bumbu
Mix it with the—
I'm a big boy, why she keep on rubbin' on my belly?
I got the peanut butter, mix it with the jelly
And I got some sugar, I might put it in spaghetti

[Verse: Sturdyyoungin]
And Brooklyn talkin' 'bout, "The food is fuckin' with my belly"
I said (Damn)
I need a platter
I need a platter right now 'cause I'm madder
Got a bad bitch, believe that she been lookin' badder (Ah)
She eatin' good, so that booty gettin' fatter
Said I'm like, "Mmm, yep, yes, sir"
And they love the glasses on me, call me clever
I'm a fly young nigga, fuck it up with leather
Fuck it, maybe I can cuff her, but I can't arrest her
Like Mizzy said, it's gettin' cold outside, let me get your number
Let's hold it down 'til the next summer
I ain't playin' with you, shorty, yeah, I'm on your bumper, bumper
Sippin' on that Bumbu
[Chorus: Ohthatsmizz]
It's gettin' cold outside, I might have to cuff up
I thought I wanted her, but that was for summer
I might have to grab that Casa', mix it with the Bumbu, Bumbu
Mix it with the—
I'm a big boy, why she keep on rubbin' on my belly?
I got the peanut butter, mix it with the jelly
And I got some sugar, I might put it in spaghetti