m.a.l.c. - fanta (panda remix) lyrics
[verse 1: m.a.l.c.]
i come in, turn the party out
throw ya hands up
if you from the south
24/7, on money count
with a bad b-tch, that give you mouth
don’t know how to flex
i’ma show you how
big boss dawg, better take a bow
for the hardest working rapper spitting now
they should’ve never
p-ssed the mic to malc
in the mall, see a bad bihh
with a big b-tt, i’m hawking
i swear to god, she smile, say w-ssup
i’m whippin’ out, no talkin’
i can’t lie, i’m the flex god
doing numbers, i’m balling
cup a fanta, and a bag of goodies
wit a bad bihh, goin’ all in
manz chose the beat
i chose to bless it
tell it rest in peace
even this session
see us in the street
better have protection
they know ima beast
on and off records
rep rg, better learn the letters
if you thinking never, then you goin regret it
i won’t ever let up
i mean every second
goin’ be heavy pressure
on these sucka n-ggas
unstoppable, doing what you thought was impossible
something like eminem, i am phenomenal
on a instrumental, n-gga i line it up
and knock it down like a domino
you can talk bout me
don’t talk bout my mama tho
you disrespect
you get thrown through a window
yo hoe gimme neck
and i’ll give her something as long as a limo..
[hook:]
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