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papi panda - ¿comoestas? lyrics

[verse 1]
n-gga lips in the midst of a mrs. cl-toris
simplist pleasure is never a not hit or miss
little l!ck and she fiddle with p little bits
kid mentality, ask me if i’m ticklish
dip quick to the next goth with some big t-ts
pinch nips, meddle with metal, i rust it with l!ck
i’m the n-gga that’s gettin up her innards, i eat her out like a dinner
and kick her out when it’s getting late
flow slow, it’s ritalin when i’m riddling
a little bit of sherm and a n-gga sure he hallucinatin
rigamortis disorder, you feeling stiff now
cause that verse hard, it got you dead, should known i ain’t taking sh-t now
see i’m flacid as getting b-n-rs in cl-sses, the flow is slow like moll-sses, say “i ain’t cold” and you cappin
i ain’t lackin’, but not a shooter or clappin
i’d rather ball up a fist in a fit of rage and attack him

[verse 2]
rapping sh-t, sh-t that’s all we got
shoutout all them n-ggas that grew up without they f-cking pops
pop yellow, ain’t mellow, it got em angry as eva’, it tend to bubble inside me, and then i spit that
backpack rappers, f-ck that, see i’m versatile
but the underground the ones that usually bop styles
i’ll rub myself in a pile of f-cking feces
so they know i’m the sh-t physically when they see me
p to the a to the pi, act ignorant, think smart like t.i
nibba, said that for that for the white kids, so they don’t say gg, cause they like it
kid icarus, fly high, bye b-tch
wings melt, fall inside of a d-mn mosh pit
and get crushed, what’s up little n-gga
see you messed up, well get tough little n-gga, ay, ay
como…estas, where my…pesos, don’t got? headlock, break neck, slapbox, no cap, on god
need a pretty b-tch, she like olay, and i need dat like off top

[verse 3] (x8)
what little n-gga?
sup little n-gga?
what n-gga?

- papi panda lyrics

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