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letra de panda remix - spice

[intro: spice]
panda!
to all the haters, a spice

[bridge: spice & desiigner]
panda, panda
panda, panda, panda, panda, panda

[refrain: spice]
i got doughs in the banka
shock up my pocket like blanca
louis vuitton, sponsor
orange hill, ganja
my chain colored rose, amber
and my pendant fat like santa
i used to carry my money in my purse
but now it’s so much so i bring it in a tanker

[verse: spice]
hating on me, you’ll sink like an anchor
i’m sipping on tea, just chilling in chill-lanka
i’m vip, everyday i get pamper
like jets and cars, money nuff so i squander
spice is the name that they try to slander
but i sit and wonder, like why the anger?
you vex thru my money tall like skyscr-per
and my body so neat and my face so slender
money, money, money that’s all on my agenda
while them siddung in a mix up and blenda
carry my name like a hamper, sitting like a camper
brain freeze, when them see me it’s like a fizzy soda
my brain used to money like baby to diaper
ain’t no push over, i’m a lady gangster
k!lling them like cancer
bow down, kiss my feet, you’re easily conquered

[refrain: spice]
i got doughs in the banka
shock up my pocket like blanka
louis vuitton, sponsor
orange hill, ganja
my chain colored rose, amber
and my pendant fat like santa
i used to carry my money in my purse
but now it’s so much so i bring it in a tanker

[verse: desiigner]
black x6, phantom
white x6, k!llin’ on camera
pop a perc, i can’t stand up
gorilla, they come and k!ll you with bananas
four fillas, they finna pull up in the phantom
know n-ggas, they come and k!ll you on the camera
big rollie, it dancin’ bigger than a pandie
go oscar for grammy, b-tch pull up ya panty
fill up i’ma flip it, i got b-tches pull up and they get it
i got n-ggas that’s countin’ for digits
say you make you a lot of new money
know some k!llas pull off and they in the wraith
ctd, pull up in the k!lla bape
call up phillip-phillip, gon’ fill the bank
n-ggas up in the bank, we gon’ drill the bank
f-ck we gon’ k!ll the bank, get it
i got broads, yea i get it
i get cards yea i sh-tted
this how i live it
did it all for a ticket
now flex drop bombs when he spin it
and bobby gon’ trend it
jeff the don doin’ business
zana ray f-ckin’ up sh-t and she doin’ her business
i be gettin’ to the chicken
countin’ to the chicken
and all of my n-ggas gon’ split it

- spice

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