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pete & bas - t-pain lyrics

[intro]
(nineone)

[refrain: pete and bas]

i serve packets, they bounce back on the regular

your mumma’s hooked on the packs i been selling her
i cl!ck hammers and bang ’em and let my nuts hang
i fill his head with the lead like a mukbang
the magazine make me lean when i walk
and the drumstick’ll make an head bang like a punk band

[verse: pete and bas]
hop in a cab and banging me crossword
i’m heading to west and i’m banging a posh bird
a couple of cans and a puff on me death stick
a cl!ck of me fingers, he’s cutting me kofte
ringing the bow bells, bringing the waps out
i’m flinging the dry food, bringing the cats out
they’re belling me non+stop, sending the lads out
i hop in me drop top, i’m running a man down
mr big bucks, i be looking the business
dressed to k!ll, mumma got me up on her hit list
pole positioned, had her fella running the distance
i be banging her, banging her, banging her
giving her triplets
the bigger the back, the bigger the b+tt crack
the bigger the chance the bird’s up in me contacts
her figure’s a big deal, a pen on a contract
sign me up baby, give a tip of my top hat
and i’ve been whipping the white, puffing a benson
pushing the pack, the full stack like i’m benching
give ’em the fish scale, they slide like a penguin
flipping the chicken, my bill’s wide, f+ck a pension
slowmo vision, i been puffing a peace pipe
selling three five’s to the fiends by the seaside
ima tear lines in the seams of my levi’s
with a stack thicker than nicki minaj behind
birds whistle when i walk like this
best listen when i talk like this
i’m outside on the curb with me tats out
if he’s hard, he can try chalk line this
chain swinging when i walk like this
heads bopping when i talk like this
i’m outside on the curb with the straps out
have a laugh, you ain’t gonna chalk line sh+t
[refrain: pete and bas]
i spin fellas, my swing quicker than federer
i serve packets, they bounce back on the regular
and ima tell a hussie “sing for me t+pain”
your mumma’s hooked on the packs i been selling her
i cl!ck hammers and bang ’em and let my nuts hang
i fill his head with the lead like a mukbang
the magazine make me lean when i walk
and the drumstick’ll make an head bang like a punk band

- pete bas lyrics

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