Luyện nghe bài hát Panther Like a Panther

I'll flood the speakers with seakers
And keep sneakers cleaner than nunnery evening of Easter
I'll my prints on her keister
I suck the and release it if it will please her
I'll kneel to her, best believe make a of her
you

(Yes, yes, brilliant)

Told the preacher I love her, he said that God was her
I said if he loves her then he would love that we're lovers
I walk in a bubble, a fucking scoundrel in trouble
In town, make a rumble, the venue ground into rubble
Give me a ten, and I'll double, I'll split your like some aces
I got a fragrance I'm wearing called, "I shit on you basics"
The money wants me to it, I have a hunger for data
I'm crunching numbers and crack unbreakable safes I'm at it
I'm doing more than just rapping you have to grant me dap
When you around where I'm at just that it is not where you at
I'm not on your map, I'm a to you captains of industry
If the is missing me automatic, it's victory
Hey!

I'm the
Looking at the like it's mine to get
I'm the bitch
Everybody down, throw the pistol and
I'm the
We looking at the money it's ours to get
I'm the shit
live throw the pistol and fist

We the and gritty, made it the Grammy committees
Got told that we spit it too vicious and would never see
And I refuse to play humble as my dick itty bitty
I got banana dick, your go apeshit if she hit it
Meanwhile, you're too nervous, pervis, that's why you never get
And me, I caught the preacher's wife workin' Sunday service
I put my hand up her skirt and we prayed for a purpose
I baptized her in Jesus name, left her and squirtin'
Ooh, I shocked the Sunday and did that shit there on purpose
See, I'm a pervert with purpose make you question your purpose
Run the arrive at arenas, bunch of blood thirsty hyenas
To get revenge on the kingdoms that killed the of the dreamers
Drank for the demons, sip lean with all of the schemers
You see he groove with the people, move with the of a genius
You see, he workin' the angles so he never an angel
wanna get you to hang him, well give them fuckers a finger

I'm the
Looking at the money like mine to get
I'm the shit
Everybody down, throw the and fist
I'm the
We looking at the money it's ours to get
I'm the bitch
Everybody live throw the pistol and

to fuckyoupalooze, we bruisin' any who movin'
Who wanna stan' for these douches, you raise a hand and you it
I the door for old ladies, run into fires and save babies
I went to school in the eighties, taking the with the crazies
New York, New York is the mothership where I used to dust and shit
Now, I'm crop fuckers, suck it up and you'll love the shit
No more games, I'm above the shit, me up for nothing
I'm taking all of your ducats 'cause I can when you're bluffing

Who thought the son of Denise would be the leader of
he was your house at Morehouse, slangin' pounds of the reefer
Sat with potential presidents and the p should be legal as reparations
For what this nation has done to my
I'm a pervert, a poet, I a saint, and I know it
a crook and cooked the books but never shorted no whores
Promoters me the Moet, I'm the man and I know it
I'm the shit, bitch, tell me, how could I not it?

I'm the
at the money like it's mine to get
I'm the bitch
down, throw the pistol and fist
I'm the
We looking at the money it's ours to get
I'm the bitch
live throw the pistol and fist
I'm the