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letra de panda (remix) - wuntayk timmy

[intro]

i just wanna say today was a h-lluva day. n-ggas on twitter asked me to do this sh-t (yeah). i probably wouldn’t have touched it

[verse 1]

i just can’t understand you you up under me and can’t stand dude n-gga good like canned soup finish line, b-tches ran through
black and white like a panda, know i hit it from the back like bam, boo! they like wuntayk, you a d-mn foo (hahaha) yeah

i got broads in atlanta, i’m poppin just like a fanta
n-gga balled like a jab step, missed a call like a bad ref
i’m afraid i can’t answer, momma hate my bandana
birthdays was the worst days, now i keep the cake and the candle
think i might find me a dancer, she black and white like a panda
real n-gga keep the clan up, don’t know what these p-ssy n-ggas playin for
slay these hoes like i’m santa (nah), i’m with 3 hoes like i’m santa, i get 3 ho’s like i’m santa (hahaha) lemme k!ll ’em
i came to kick it, who the sensei, the way i whip it, kunta kinte
trap fam to the rap game, big meeks blew the vin check
if i’da told you, you’da been told, me amigo called, un momento
i gotta stay up on my ten toes, cause they watch me like silento
shorty mixed like pro tools, and i got flow and cash flow too
so when i’m flexin, i play wit yesterday’s paper, y’all n-ggas old news
rolled through with my new b-tch in the old school with the new tint
n-ggas too p-ssed, how he do this? i got a blueprint to get the blue prints
i needa cut out a boo friend, i had enough of your two cents and your nonsense, you a nuisance and i knew since it was new
i might drop a 4 and a 2, might blow a pound of the reefer
my b-tch is down if i need her, a queen, she gon go out like latifah
we ballin like alipizza, they ain’t ready for the highlight
young n-gga hot as dry ice, two guns, you could die twice (boom boom)
ima stress to my death, ima give y’all the best of myself (yeah)
im obsessed with myself, f-ck you, i’m impressin myself
i know i ain’t gotta say it, i just want my girls to be straight when i’m dead
y’all know that they gon be fed (yeah) i pray that i ain’t goin fed
i just wanna wake up to head from a b-tch that be mad i ain’t make up the bed
i ain’t been takin my meds, tell her get off my d-ck and just take it instead
like a phone how i tap that, n-gga i be gone like a snapchat
fast forward, ion back track, crash course round them curves
bad b-tch i wanna thank you, so bad b-tch i wanna spank you
thank the lord that i ain’t you n-ggas, i be doin sh-t that i can’t do
they got work like rihanna, play and serve like mcdonald’s
i know n-ggas that’ll find you and know n-ggas that’ll hide you
and you think finna dodge you? pull up in a foreign, n-gga dodge who?
vehicks on my vehicles, my remix sound original
i do not follow any code, my shoes fly boy i’m pigeon toed
and if i said it, i done done it (yeah) vory, f-ck around and run it
i ain’t on the hot 100 (nah), but i’m hot and i’m 100
if it’s hot then i’m the propane, n-gga, if it’s rock then i’m the cocaine
make you ride shotty, i’m in yo lane in the wide body, i’m in both lanes
i remember bein on the tarc, now the whip mean, all my sh-t clean
it sound like a demon in it when it start, prolly get a speedin ticket when it’s parked
i’m on a mission y’all went missin’, i forgot i gotta mention
hold the chopper like a infant, smoke a oppa like a incense
i don got back on my pimp sh-t, she gon sell the cookie like a thin mint
metro boomin’ once some more n-gga, they knockin’ me cause i’m adored n-gga
she so in love with my future, i turn on my sh-t and i f-ck her to future (woo)
i ain’t got no manners for no sl-t, got plenty ammo and i’m loadin’ up
these n-ggas ain’t f-cking wit me (nah) i leave em up on the seats
like move it along it ain’t nothin to see, boy it’s just beef it ain’t nothing to see about it
i been real ever since when, when will n-ggas listen
windchill on my wrist then, windmill, she a big fan
got so much ass, she throw it bike, i need a kick stand
d-ck crooked like nixon, heartaway, make her p-ssy watergate
bad boy like a piston, bad boi like i’m puff
i done mastered this sh-t n-gga, that sh-t sound like a rough
these n-ggas f-ckin crazy, i say f-ck a label till that sh-t sound like enough
grab me a cookie, empire her, dab in that p-ssy, he’ll pipe it up
badder than a bully
she rock designer, she a reflection of me, i design her
she gimme play i rewind, she come for me but i eat her v-g-n-
wrestle with her like chyna (yeah), careful with her like china
evidentially, i’m kinda upper echelon to everybody

- wuntayk timmy

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