Luyện nghe bài hát Panda (Remix)

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

[Verse 1 -
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
Rice and peas, cheese, collared greens
No she push it
She Steph Curry the curry chicken
She just make a whole bunch of 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 down in
I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, 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 gonna get a bunch of Asian up in the Rover
My legacy, fuck
They thought T-pain was not going to come back
Now go tell them that 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 doing it, I'm about to ruin it
You're niggas are going to about the night, bitch
If you think I'm lit now, what happens 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 really

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

2 - T-Pain:]
I got in the Bronx, nigga
They can get me in the door
Rob a nigga in the house, bitch you just walked in the trap door
Cross the... in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper
they was slipping on drizzle
Somebody go ask niggas what they taking a nap for
Winsquad, that the squad,
that shit I would've been dead
But I swear to God I'm a keep niggas and I put that shit 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 a nigga then go and find his chick and a get bitch head
Yea, I'm all the way up
estás, mi amigo?
Don't put eye in that peephole
I'll turn the back of your head to a peephole
Think again, then go and murk all people
You already know the weapon is
Flip the clip, guy get back, pull the hair
Yeah nigga, for the sequel, oh
I got in my head, nigga
that shit from the West Coast
The major key is when you hating me, you could fuck get your neck broke
You fuck around with the Winsquad, they could find body 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 they handle-handle my
While I'm up in Alabama tryna show a bitch how fast a lambo can get
With all of this green up under these gold chains, they 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 about y'all, but I'm a street nigga
gotta sound like nobody, I'm just me, nigga
Been on with T-Pain, that's for free, nigga
That's why I still fuck them... and the weed, nigga
And why I hop in my jag, my nigga go hop in that Benz
My nigga go hop in that porsche, and no we need no new friends
Cause go hop in that ghost, and yeah that we'll still got the Benz
Look at that lift on the fours, look at the mothfucking
And I keep tryna tell you we from Florida,
Still grand sofa, now mercedes benz
The baddest bitches in the world that'll drive you
From the cocaine era, I'm a
Oh

[Outro -
Panda,
Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda,
Panda, Panda,
Ahh, uhh