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papi panda - wherethebluebirdsgo...? lyrics
[verse 1: papi panda]
the motherf-ckin clock is a d-ck
i gotta dip, cause i don’t got no f-cking time for a b-tch
it’s sick and dirty as illnesses, gotta ride for the clique
ya never see a n-gga sitting when we dropping the sh-t
if you ain’t with it ya cappin, and p-ssing out with the p-ssionate
punch, i’m p-ssing to n-ggas who do not f-ck with the bunch
bunch of novices, novelty be the name of the spit
puffing gonja with n-ggas who tend to come with the piff
dats a fact, like we poppin as hard as shots at the crib
benching damage, we handling, setting fire to whips
couldn’t handle it, dashing, we grab the cash and we split
never sanitized, you know it’s dirty bunch in this b-tch, n-gga
ay, you hear the knock at the do’
you know we dashing and grabbing the cash, fast, and we go
the rap standard was taxing us, so we run the po’
puffing flatchulent, cashing in cash, and getting some mo’, yuh
ay, you that papi’s the best
and if you question it, then we gon’ put the sh-t to the test
we dropping tracks like an animal and we wrecking ya set
if you a doubter then we just gon’ have to put ya to rest
never stopping for n-ggas who couldn’t run with the clique
spitting fire saliva, like n-ggas sparking a spliff
picking peppers to pepper the record
drop it again
we tying nooses, catch me hanging with the dirtiest men, n-gga
[interlude: eb]
man, i can’t believe i’m rapping on this weeb’s beat, whatever, look
[verse 2: eb]
it’s the token blackie lookalike
on the mic again, with life on head like
he dunno what life ahead of him, sped
and fed the wh0r-s who fester on his head
on my mind, i’ve been tripping loopy
back and bone into these rhymes like dimes
they come a plenty, so what am i to
these guys, it’s that question that always has an answer, nothing, so here i am
off the roof, count of three, take a plead and
watch it leave like a bird with no wings, blue
i hope i float like a feather, the weather’s better today
fresher air with the descend, keep it better with
haze, some’ll blaze out they heads before they fall in
a h-ll, but they already in h-ll so what’s the point of trying, better off flying
you better off flying (n-gga!)
to a destination filled with happy faces, where
the love is pumping, heart is pumping but
it’s
a dream as i’m concerned ‘cuz b-tch you dead on the cement
[verse 3]
said where the blue birds go
said where the blue birds at
said they was in blue skies
so i’m a come right back
ya’ll n-ggas ain’t my bros
ya’ll n-ggas gon’ get sacked
ya’ll know this ain’t no game
cause i don’t play like dat
[outro: papi panda] (x2)
ay, you hear the knock at the do’
you know we dashing and grabbing the cash, fast, and we go
the rap standard was taxing us, so we run the po’
puffing flatchulent, cashing in cash, and getting some mo’, yuh
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