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letra de nomorequestions? - papi panda

[verse 1]
papi p up in this hoe
catch em talk, that body roll
they say i done stole the flow, but they did not invent it doe
antidote, you gon’ need dat sh-t you hear the venom flow
everybody know that my flow is dirty as stripper poles
poor the faygo, taste bitter, ya faded quick
hey there mister, that cough syrup done k!lled a nig
i hear the beat and i k!ll it like plan b
laughin, i snap his neck to the left like it’s xd
sicker than f-cking pathogens, lackin i’m finna pack his sh-t
suck his f-ckin soul, leave em whiter than michael jackson, b-tch
ya n-ggas tacky as balenciaga models
i’m never reading ya beef like a letter in a bottle
rada rada, all that tough talk, know you ain’t about sh-t
come around, and gun em down, bodies piled auschwitz, n-gga
n-gga bigga’, a biggie n-gga?
ya think ya makin art but you don’t see the bigger picture, little n-gga

[chorus] (x2)
uh, i’m spitting more than a lisp
and more or less i’m the best of the wacker rappers in here
the same beats, same bars, same flow, same sh-t
n-ggas really don’t know about this, no question

[verse 2]
power in words so you can nerf this, b-tch
and ya perfume scent tend to smell like sh-t
and i curse more words than a young teen witch
n-gga sesh session, roll tight, light that spliff, n-gga
yuh, i put the -ss in -ss-ssin
sold out lip kits, -ss made of plastic
spastic, when i get hype, spit magic
so the spitbucket real (really) act like a crackhead
you motherf-ckers is suckers for rapper p-n-s
it’s ride or die til they poppin, and you gettin more than even
i’m peeved that you take the spot from a n-gga who never had that
drop friends like bitcoin on the nasdaq
point blank, to the face, if we face off
clawed off, blood paws, f-ck with a mad dog
doggy diddler b-tches that want some d-ck in her
riddler in some purple and black with a sh-tty moniker
everybody know pop is the sh-t
and you shoot through the net, like you hard as cl-t
and i lob p-ss bars so the verse getting spit
and i hurt em with words, and a stone, and a stick, b-tch

[chorus] (x4)
uh, i’m spitting more than a lisp
and more or less i’m the best of the wacker rappers in here
the same beats, same bars, same flow, same sh-t
n-ggas really don’t know about this, no question

- papi panda

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