Sandwiches Lyrics

Fat fat fat fat booty kid

Pulled up to the crib

This nigga ain't ready

For all this work

Because the thirst

Been real for too long, yeah

Walk in and I catch his look

Ah shit, he got me shook

What did I get myself into?

He roll the blunt

He spark it up

He eat it up

He beat it up

Lay down after second round

I glance up from his chest

Look at him in his eyes and say

Goddamn, that was good!

Do you want a sandwich?

Yeah, you heard what I said

Do you want a sandwich?

Mmm

Peanut butter jelly

Maybe turkey, ham or cheese

Goddamn what the fuck

Is this nigga doing to me

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

Ain't the type to get caught up

But my walls on R.I.P

Goddamn what the fuck

Is this nigga doing to me?

You deserve it all

Got me whipped off the dick

Making plans for the dick

Goddamn goddamn wasn't expecting that shit

I- barely even like niggas

(You got my heart beat soaring)

(Tell my friends in the morning)

Now I'm putting my panties back on

Kiss him goodbye, call me

Don't make me wait too long

Dick so damn good

You got me singing this song about

Sandwiches after one night in bed and

I ain't even got no bread

Peanut butter jelly

Maybe turkey, ham or cheese

Goddamn what the fuck

Is this nigga doing to me

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

(What you do to me? what you do to me?)

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

(What you do to me? what you do to me?)

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

(What you do to me? what you do to me?)

Got me making sandwiches for you

Sandwich- sandwiches

(What you do to me?)

I ain't even got no bread