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Panic Lyrics - Artist : Houdini, Sal
Big woo
You know the vibes You know how we comin' Straight gang shit You know how we comin' No cap You keep pushin' all of my buttons Dawg, you gon' make me go and panic I don't really trust no one Ran out of room in the closet so I put the bodies in the attic You gon' make me go and panic You gon' make me call somebody up And they only talk with automatics All the things that you want me and all my dawgs already have it Pay checks over pay checks with the AP's and the Pateks Someone's always strapped up on this side never catch me lackin' Pull up to the scene, do a whole sweep, whole block lookin' graphic I don't really trust nobody, trust 'em like that If they ever touch us then we knuck 'em right back I don't know nobody that I fuck with like that I don't really fuck with like that Sammy told me people close to me are like that Santo told me family gon' stab me in my back I don't really trust anybody like that I don't really fuck with like that She just wants nuggets and fries from McDonalds I get her vintage Dolce and Gabanna She just want to be as big as Madonna Book a flight fuck her in the Bahamas She get it all from her mama She want to rock with a rockstar Told her she can call me Nirvana She want to fuck up some commas Shorty said that she got couple goals Let her tell me in the back of the Rolls Told her call me slat slat with her nose Told her let me slap that with the Told her let me clap that with the pipe And she ride ride ride like a bike And she drip drip drip on my ice And she drip on my drip like Shorty said that she want all of me Said she loves what I do on beats Love it when she look at me on her knees When she want it then I make her say please Whippin' 'round in the low 2 seat Then I get her something from Louis V. I just hit up little bro Uzi Then I go when he says Gucci You gon' make me go and panic You gon' make me call up Stackin You gon' make me call up Bangout You know he gon' bangout with the automatic You keep pushin' all of my buttons Dawg, you gon' make me go and panic I don't really trust no one Ran out of room in the closet so I put the bodies in the attic You gon' make me go and panic You gon' make me call somebody up And they only talk with automatics All the things that you want me and all my dawgs already have it Pay checks over pay checks with the AP's and the Pateks Someone's always strapped up on this side never catch me lackin' Pull up to the scene, do a whole sweep, whole block lookin' graphic Sammy told me people close to me are like that Santo told me family gon' stab me in my back I don't really trust anybody like that I don't really fuck with like that |
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