Kung Fu Panda [Remix]

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Kung Fu Panda
Kung Fu Panda

All this ice up on me, feel like Sejuani (Sejuani)
Your ho said she want me
But she actin' funny (She actin' funny)
Lil' bitch back up from me
You ain't got no money (You ain't got no money)
Can't hang with a scammer
Niggas actin' scummy (Niggas actin' scummy)
Up the chopper for a second
Watch how lil' bro started runnin' off (Let's go)
Heard your music for a second, shit was trash we had to turn it off
Little nigga takin Xans and takin' percs but he don't smoke at all
How the fuck you think your plans is gonna work
If you don't work at all?
(Work at all)
Bitch don't got no booty still gon' shake sum'
She been acting moody, got no patience
Got a extra shooter, his name Keshaun
Bitch I'm high on booty like Jamaican, yeah

Ay, nigga I'm insane
Bullets flying at you faster than Usain
Sloppy nigga, I'm like Joe without the blade
Keep on talking shit lil' nigga you gon' get spayed
Choppa have you in your feelings like you Drake
I need a Kobeni cause lord she got that cake
Call me Jason, In that pussy like a lake
Big booty did have me liftin' every plate
Had to fill her like a donut with my cream
She wasn't speaking English like she Mr. Bean
I just smoked a breakfast blunt with Jimmy Dean
Had her bouncing on my dick like she a flea
Kung Fu Panda
Nigga stay sippin' on that Fanta
Sugar momma' got gifts for me like she Santa
Cuttin' up in that foreign in Atlanta

Oogway, and I'm wise old
By the nice roles, when the dice rolls
When I enter the door, just spinnin' your life cold
Got a yeah, yeah, Patek on my wrist, it's ice cold
Yeah, it is cold
The glamorous bushyhole, then fingered hottest bitch
I rang my cheese in a hold, it fit in her
I'm the washy, dead as washy is hanging out with a king, yeah
I am M.I.C on the M.I.C, Eminem on the ringer
As I rapped, ooh
Wetted table, WAP too
What they feelin', rams? ooh
Play me like I'm Samsung
Bring Kai and tell em' "Bro, what do they think they gon' do?"
Don't-do I do you funny? I'm the king of kung fu
And I'm saying "Kung Fu Panda"
Jigga stay sippin' on that Fanta
Sugar momma' got gifts for me like she Santa
Cuttin' up in a foreign in Atlanta

Yeah, we kickin' down your door like my name was Po
Got the choppa on me bitch your ass goin' get hit with the pole
We T.T.D, we step on shit nigga, you already kno'

Put a opp inside my blunt, smoke it up
Now pass it to the bros'

Knocking down your door kicking it down
Like I'm Kung Fu Panda
Yeah I never sipped that Henny or that Wok
But I'm drinking up that Fanta
Bitch this pole leave a hole, to many hoes
Like my name was santa
I take a break and I flip it, then I make a bag
Now come back and spend this digits
Glock 17, that be my mistress
She always loyal, can't fuck with these bitches
.618, yeah I killed the realist
So we going up up like it's Musk
Uh Uh
To the ceiling, take your bitch our for the slippin'
Big Smith & Wesson and it came with extensions nigga

We goin' kill a nigga
Put him in the ground
This choppa hit your ass in your nose
Like you was a clown
Yeah that nigga We$ got them choppas he'll put you down
Yeah that nigga Yayo, got the shotgun
Turn your head around