Luyện nghe bài hát Panda (Remix)

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

1 - T-Pain:]
go
Panda, Panda, Panda,
I got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican 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 with the curry chicken
She just make a bunch of good shit
I been out the, I got the sitting on the tow truck
Had to hit me with bands
Get me that brown bag
I'm high, securing lines with my zoes down in Florida
I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in order
up, I'm all the way up
I need to put in my soda
I need no lunch, I'm gonna get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover
My legacy, fuck
thought that T-pain was not going to come back
Now go them that when you run back
You a hoe, so you done that
up, I'm all the way up
I to put something in my Sprite, bitch
If you think you're doing it, I'm about to it
niggas are going to learn about the night, bitch
If you think I'm lit now, what happens when I come and turn on the light switch
I will not plan shit, I come and handle it, before... the flight, bitch
I mean really

[Bridge -
If you think about it, really about it how high do they really go?
Bitch, I'm though

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

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

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

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