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Panda Papii - June 30th Lyrics



Panda Papii - June 30th Lyrics
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All I got is me nigga
All I got is me nigga
It's a Dream Deposits Ting
Ever since the age of twelve, I been writing f*cking verses
Giving niggas hell, Tryna give these niggas hearses
Martin King dreaming, and I'm dreaming bout a bad bitch
Need an Angelina that's gonna
Treat me like I'm Brad Pitt
Never been a f*ck nigga
Try ya f*cking luck nigga
Everybody see me as a diamond in the rough nigga
Rolling up two, three blunts
With my CD on
Pussy niggas always sleeping
With the TV on
Every time you come around, It's just some bullshit nigga
Need an educated broad With some hood bitch in her
And I know my time is coming, I just gotta believe
I know I'm always quick to give, But never look to receive
Let me slow it down, Tell you how I'm feeling for real
I'm tryna build Til' I get a f*cking billion for real
I'm tryna get up out this place And get a spot in the hills
Got this shawty in my space
And she in love with the thrill
That's some real shit You only seen back in the day
I got a coffin for some niggas That get carried away
And I'm surrounded by some niggas Who don't take no shit
Ain't no bitch, I gotta make this halo fit
So what you talking bout, I know that I'm that nigga In charge
Flowers for the dead, You bitches better get a Corsage
What you talkin bout, You never really mattered to me
Went from being a secretary, To commander in chief
We just getting started, Get yo mind right nigga
I be wearing all black Like I crime fight nigga
I was growing up Wishing I was Like Mike nigga
Now I got these niggas nervous Like it's prom night nigga
Let me take it back
It's bouta be a hell of a ride
If we smoking, Then it's bouta be one Hell of a night
Getting Faded as a motherf*cker
Niggas gonna remember this
If she get to bitch in'
I'll escort her off the premises
Chillin on my own shit
Thinking bout my old bitch
Praying that we get it Back together on some old shit
Nah, I'm just playing You can stay where you stand
I know you think about me and I won't say it again
I'm a hooligan
Never play the fool again
Every time I'm loaded I just wander to Jerusalem
Nigga hit the kill switch
Every time I kill shit
Bitch I call the shots
Bad boy like I'm Will Smith
Nigga that's some ill shit
I promise I wouldn't say ima God
I be talking out my top Like I just won an award
So they call me Stevie wonder Like I'm something to see
And I put it on my mama They ain't f*cking with me
So what you wanna do nigga
Where you wanna go nigga
Tell me what you tryna be nigga
Cuss in the end
All I got is me nigga
So what you wanna do nigga
So where you wanna go nigga
Tell me what you tryna be nigga
In the end
All I got is me nigga
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All I got is me nigga
All I got is me nigga
It's a Dream Deposits Ting
Ever since the age of twelve, I been writing f*cking verses
Giving niggas hell, Tryna give these niggas hearses
Martin King dreaming, and I'm dreaming bout a bad bitch
Need an Angelina that's gonna
Treat me like I'm Brad Pitt
Never been a f*ck nigga
Try ya f*cking luck nigga
Everybody see me as a diamond in the rough nigga
Rolling up two, three blunts
With my CD on
Pussy niggas always sleeping
With the TV on
Every time you come around, It's just some bullshit nigga
Need an educated broad With some hood bitch in her
And I know my time is coming, I just gotta believe
I know I'm always quick to give, But never look to receive
Let me slow it down, Tell you how I'm feeling for real
I'm tryna build Til' I get a f*cking billion for real
I'm tryna get up out this place And get a spot in the hills
Got this shawty in my space
And she in love with the thrill
That's some real shit You only seen back in the day
I got a coffin for some niggas That get carried away
And I'm surrounded by some niggas Who don't take no shit
Ain't no bitch, I gotta make this halo fit
So what you talking bout, I know that I'm that nigga In charge
Flowers for the dead, You bitches better get a Corsage
What you talkin bout, You never really mattered to me
Went from being a secretary, To commander in chief
We just getting started, Get yo mind right nigga
I be wearing all black Like I crime fight nigga
I was growing up Wishing I was Like Mike nigga
Now I got these niggas nervous Like it's prom night nigga
Let me take it back
It's bouta be a hell of a ride
If we smoking, Then it's bouta be one Hell of a night
Getting Faded as a motherf*cker
Niggas gonna remember this
If she get to bitch in'
I'll escort her off the premises
Chillin on my own shit
Thinking bout my old bitch
Praying that we get it Back together on some old shit
Nah, I'm just playing You can stay where you stand
I know you think about me and I won't say it again
I'm a hooligan
Never play the fool again
Every time I'm loaded I just wander to Jerusalem
Nigga hit the kill switch
Every time I kill shit
Bitch I call the shots
Bad boy like I'm Will Smith
Nigga that's some ill shit
I promise I wouldn't say ima God
I be talking out my top Like I just won an award
So they call me Stevie wonder Like I'm something to see
And I put it on my mama They ain't f*cking with me
So what you wanna do nigga
Where you wanna go nigga
Tell me what you tryna be nigga
Cuss in the end
All I got is me nigga
So what you wanna do nigga
So where you wanna go nigga
Tell me what you tryna be nigga
In the end
All I got is me nigga
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Writer: Damien Daniels
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Performed By: Panda Papii
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Damien Daniels

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