Luyện nghe bài hát Panda (Remix)

[Intro -
Oooohhh, yeah
Woo! yeah
T-T-T-T-Tmix,
Pizzle, Woo!
at it
I mean shit can't be against the rules now
I fuck with these
Get the who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit

1 - T-Pain:]
go
Panda, Panda, Panda,
I got up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking
She sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was
and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens
No she push it
She Steph Curry with the curry
She just make a bunch of good shit
I out the, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck
Had to hit me with some
Get me brown paper bag
I'm going high, securing lines with my zoes in Florida
I stack it, it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order
up, I'm all the way up
I need to put in my soda
I don't need no lunch, I'm get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover
My legacy, fuck
They thought T-pain was not going to come back
Now go tell them that when you run
You a hoe, so you already that
up, I'm all the way up
I need to put something in my Sprite,
If you think you're doing it, I'm to ruin it
You're niggas are going to learn about the night,
If you think I'm lit now, look what when I come and turn on the light switch
I not plan this shit, I come and handle it, before... the flight, bitch
I mean though

- T-Pain:]
If you think about it, really think about it how do they really go?
Bitch, I'm really

[Verse 2 -
I got bitches in the Bronx,
They can get me in the back
Rob a nigga in the house, bitch you just walked in the trap door
Cross the... in the Bugati, go put the couple bricks in the
they was slipping on drizzle
Somebody go ask these niggas what taking a nap for
Winsquad, that the squad,
Without shit I would've been dead
But I swear to God I'm a keep killing and I put that shit on my kid's head
No I'm an asshole
So don't... on his
I'm the type the type of nigga that'll find a nigga then go and find his chick and a get bitch
Yea, I'm all the way up
Dónde estás, mi
put your eye in that peephole
Cause I'll turn the back of head to a peephole
Think again, then go and murk all your
You already the weapon is legal
Flip the clip, guy get back, pull the hair
Yeah nigga, for the sequel, oh
I got in my head, nigga
Smoking that shit from the West
The major key is when you hating me, you could fuck around get neck broke
You fuck around with the Winsquad, they could find your at the Texaco
The summer coming and you with nothing
You pussy-nigga, let's go

- T-Pain:]
All I say is Panda, Panda and handle-handle my shit
While I'm chilling up in Alabama tryna a bitch how fast a lambo can get
With all of this green up under these gold chains, they me for
Bitch, I platinum, I'm coming after them
Passing them, all I do is fucking win,

[Verse 3 - Young Cash, & Together:]
I got broads out in Cali, I got hoes ratchet
Hit dispensaries and it, wrap it all up in that plastic
Yes I'm
Too damn, I it
They're making a... and I'm
Two hundred in the mattress
I don't about y'all, but I'm a street nigga
Ain't gotta sound like nobody, I'm me, nigga
Been on with T-Pain, that's for free, nigga
That's why I fuck with them... and the weed, nigga
And that's why I hop in my jag, my nigga go hop in that
My nigga go hop in porsche, and no we don't need no new friends
Cause go hop in that ghost, and yeah that we'll still got the Benz
Look at that on the fours, look at the mothfucking rims
And I keep tryna tell you we Florida, babe
Still fifty sofa, now mercedes benz
The baddest in the world that'll drive you crazy
From the era, I'm a eighties-baby
Oh

- Desiigner:]
Panda,
Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda,
Panda, Panda,
Ahh, uhh