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lirik lagu panda (remix) – wuntayk timmy

[intro]

i just wanna say today was a h*lluva day. n*ggas on twitter asked me to do this sh*t (yeah). i probably wouldn’t have touched it

[verse 1]

i just can’t understand you you up under me and can’t stand dude n*gga good like canned soup finish line, b*tches ran through
black and white like a panda, know i hit it from the back like bam, boo! they like wuntayk, you a d*mn foo (hahaha) yeah

i got broads in atlanta, i’m poppin just like a fanta
n*gga balled like a jab step, missed a call like a bad ref
i’m afraid i can’t answer, momma hate my bandana
birthdays was the worst days, now i keep the cake and the candle
think i might find me a dancer, she black and white like a panda
real n*gga keep the clan up, don’t know what these p*ssy n*ggas playin for
slay these hoes like i’m santa (nah), i’m with 3 hoes like i’m santa, i get 3 ho’s like i’m santa (hahaha) lemme k!ll ’em
i came to kick it, who the sensei, the way i whip it, kunta kinte
trap fam to the rap game, big meeks blew the vin check
if i’da told you, you’da been told, me amigo called, un momento
i gotta stay up on my ten toes, cause they watch me like silento
shorty mixed like pro tools, and i got flow and cash flow too
so when i’m flexin, i play wit yesterday’s paper, y’all n*ggas old news
rolled through with my new b*tch in the old school with the new tint
n*ggas too p*ssed, how he do this? i got a blueprint to get the blue prints
i needa cut out a boo friend, i had enough of your two cents and your nonsense, you a nuisance and i knew since it was new
i might drop a 4 and a 2, might blow a pound of the reefer
my b*tch is down if i need her, a queen, she gon go out like latifah
we ballin like alipizza, they ain’t ready for the highlight
young n*gga hot as dry ice, two guns, you could die twice (boom boom)
ima stress to my death, ima give y’all the best of myself (yeah)
im obsessed with myself, f*ck you, i’m impressin myself
i know i ain’t gotta say it, i just want my girls to be straight when i’m dead
y’all know that they gon be fed (yeah) i pray that i ain’t goin fed
i just wanna wake up to head from a b*tch that be mad i ain’t make up the bed
i ain’t been takin my meds, tell her get off my d*ck and just take it instead
like a phone how i tap that, n*gga i be gone like a snapchat
fast forward, ion back track, crash course round them curves
bad b*tch i wanna thank you, so bad b*tch i wanna spank you
thank the lord that i ain’t you n*ggas, i be doin sh*t that i can’t do
they got work like rihanna, play and serve like mcdonald’s
i know n*ggas that’ll find you and know n*ggas that’ll hide you
and you think finna dodge you? pull up in a foreign, n*gga dodge who?
vehicks on my vehicles, my remix sound original
i do not follow any code, my shoes fly boy i’m pigeon toed
and if i said it, i done done it (yeah) vory, f*ck around and run it
i ain’t on the hot 100 (nah), but i’m hot and i’m 100
if it’s hot then i’m the propane, n*gga, if it’s rock then i’m the cocaine
make you ride shotty, i’m in yo lane in the wide body, i’m in both lanes
i remember bein on the tarc, now the whip mean, all my sh*t clean
it sound like a demon in it when it start, prolly get a speedin ticket when it’s parked
i’m on a mission y’all went missin’, i forgot i gotta mention
hold the chopper like a infant, smoke a oppa like a incense
i don got back on my pimp sh*t, she gon sell the cookie like a thin mint
metro boomin’ once some more n*gga, they knockin’ me cause i’m adored n*gga
she so in love with my future, i turn on my sh*t and i f*ck her to future (woo)
i ain’t got no manners for no sl*t, got plenty ammo and i’m loadin’ up
these n*ggas ain’t f*cking wit me (nah) i leave em up on the seats
like move it along it ain’t nothin to see, boy it’s just beef it ain’t nothing to see about it
i been real ever since when, when will n*ggas listen
windchill on my wrist then, windmill, she a big fan
got so much ass, she throw it bike, i need a kick stand
d*ck crooked like nixon, heartaway, make her p*ssy watergate
bad boy like a piston, bad boi like i’m puff
i done mastered this sh*t n*gga, that sh*t sound like a rough
these n*ggas f*ckin crazy, i say f*ck a label till that sh*t sound like enough
grab me a cookie, empire her, dab in that p*ssy, he’ll pipe it up
badder than a bully
she rock designer, she a reflection of me, i design her
she gimme play i rewind, she come for me but i eat her v*g*n*
wrestle with her like chyna (yeah), careful with her like china
evidentially, i’m kinda upper echelon to everybody

- wuntayk timmy

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