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jaycen joshua - panini press lyrics

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[chorus: barber]
fresh off the panini press
coppin’ and movin’ the gucci sundress
i got yo b-tch in a state of undress
sicker and triller than all of the rest
fresh off the panini press
coppin’ and movin’ the gucci sundress
i got yo b-tch in a state of undress
sicker and triller than all of the rest

[verse 1: barber]
yea i’m the man i’m as real as they come
feeling upset ima get you a tums
play up my ego like that sh-t a drum
chat up a girly who got a thick bum
cooking up numbers i got me a sum
you got no game no you cannot get none
i drop some bars then i go for a run
i f-ck on a nun and i gave her a son
panini press i can’t get no rest
she give me a look and i suck on her breast
panini press, i’m here to impress
walkin’ in wearing stan’s yea i am the best dressed
panini press, you makin’ a mess
with all this weak sh-t i gotta confess
panini press, play you like chess
i always deliver like pony express

[chorus: barber]
fresh off the panini press
coppin’ and movin’ the gucci sundress
i got yo b-tch in a state of undress
sicker and triller than all of the rest
fresh off the panini press
coppin’ and movin’ the gucci sundress
i got yo b-tch in a state of undress
sicker and triller than all of the rest

[verse 2: barber]
we are ready to f-ckin’ go
like that -ss drop it low
cr dub with the flow
we the best you already know
your flow is so-so
you ain’t got our mojo
your sh-t a no-no
how bout you go home bro
yuh, i got me a stack
yuh, i got us a plaque
yuh, she show me her rack
yuh, she gimme the back
yuh, a body bag
yuh, like zodiac
yuh, ima brag
yuh, gentlemen got the rag

chorus: barber]
fresh off the panini press
coppin’ and movin’ the gucci sundress
i got yo b-tch in a state of undress
sicker and triller than all of the rest
fresh off the panini press
coppin’ and movin’ the gucci sundress
i got yo b-tch in a state of undress
sicker and triller than all of the rest

[outro: barber]
all these hoes
all these clothes
with my rows
with my bros
all this money like a shower uh
ima runnin’ in the power uh
you could call me matt lauer uh
yea, ima eat the sweet and sour yuh



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