[{"id":14812874,"name":"Panda (T-Mix)","trackName":"Panda (T-Mix)","artistName":"T-Pain","albumName":"Panda (T-Mix)","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oooohhh, yeah yeah\nWoo! yeah yeah\nT-T-T-T-Tmix, baby\nPizzle, Woo!\nLook at it\nI mean this shit can't be against the rules now\nI fuck with these niggas\nGet the nigga who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit\n\nLeggo\nPanda, Panda, Panda, Panda\nI got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking\nShe sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was looking\nRice and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens\nNo she don't bullshit\nShe Steph Curry with the curry chicken\nShe just make a whole bunch of good shit\nI been out the ghost, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck\nHad to hit me with some bands\nHe can get me that brown paper bag\nGet me more bucks\nI'm goin fine, securing lines with my zoes bro down in Florida\nI stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order\nHold up, I'm all the way up\nI need to put something in my soda\nI don't need no lunch, Imma go get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover\nMy legacy, fuck that\nThey thought that T-pain wasn't gon' to come back\nNow go tell them that when you run back\nYou a hoe, so you already done that\nHold up, I'm all the way up\nI need to put something in my Sprite, bitch\nIf you think you're doing it, I'm about to ruin it\nYou're niggas are going to learn tonight, bitch\nIf you think I'm lit now, watch what happens when I come and turn on the light switch\nI will not plan this shit, I come and handle it\nBoy that ain't shit but a flight, bitch\n\nI mean really though\nIf you think about it, really think about it how hard do they really go?\n(Bitch, I'm really dope)\nNow you really know\nThey ain't ready bro\nPanda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n\nI got bitches in the Bronx, nigga\nThey can get me in the back door\nRob a nigga in the trap house, bitch you just walked in the trap door\nCaught the body in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper\nThought they was sleepin on Pizzle\nSomebody go ask these niggas what they takin' a nap for\nIlluminappy, that the squad, nigga\nWithout that shit I would've been dead\nBut I swear to God I'mma keep killin' niggas and I put that shit on my kid's head\nCash Know. I'm an asshole. So don't fuck with Pizzle and his bread\nI'm the type the type of nigga that'll find a nigga then go and find his chick and a get bitch head\nYea, I'm all the way up\n¿Dónde estás, mi amigo?\nDon't put your eye in that peephole\nCause I'll turn the back of your head to a peephole\nThink again, and then go and murk all your people\nYou already know the weapon is lethal\nFlip the clip, guy get back, pull the hair trigger\nYeah nigga, back for the sequel, oh\nI got problems in my head, nigga\nSmokin' that shit from the West Coast\nThe major key is when you hatin' me, you could fuck around get your neck broke\nYou fuck around with the Winsquad, they could find your body at the Texaco\nThe summer comin' and you comin' with nothin'\nYou ready pussy-nigga, let's go\n\nAll I say is \"Panda, Panda\" and they handle-handle my shit\nWhile I'm chillin' up in Alabama tryna show a bitch how fast a lambo can get\nWith all of this green up under these gold chains, they mistakin' me for the king\nBitch, I make platinum, I'm comin' after them\nPassin' them, all I do is fucking win, bitch\n\nI got broads out in Cali, I got hoes gettin' ratchet\nHit dispensaries and grab it, wrap it all up in that plastic\nUSPS, I'm a track it\nTwo day priority, I have it\nThey're makin' a [?] and I'm taxin'\nTwo hundred racks in the mattress\nI don't know about y'all, but I'm a street nigga\nAin't gotta sound like nobody, I'm just me, nigga\nBeen on tour with T-Pain, that's for free, nigga\nThat's why I still fuck with them bricks and the weed, nigga\nAnd that's why I hop in my jag, my nigga go hop in that Benz\nMy nigga go hop in that porsche, and no we don't need no new friends\nCause we'll go hop in that ghost, and yeah that we'll still got the Benz\nLook at that lift on the fours, look at the mothafuckin' rims\nAnd I keep tryna tell you we from Florida, babe\nStill fifty-grand sofa, now mercedes benz\n(The baddest bitches in the world that'll drive you crazy\nFrom the cocaine era, I'm a eighties-baby\nOh yeah)\n\nPanda, Panda\nPanda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\nPanda, Panda, Panda\n\nAhh, uhh","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.69] Oooohhh, yeah yeah\n[00:08.74] Woo! yeah yeah\n[00:10.69] T-T-T-T-Tmix, baby\n[00:13.77] Pizzle, Woo!\n[00:17.68] Look at it\n[00:26.88] I mean this shit can't be against the rules now\n[00:31.30] I fuck with these niggas\n[00:32.23] Get the nigga who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit\n[00:36.27] Leggo\n[00:38.06] Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n[00:40.37] I got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking\n[00:43.21] She sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was looking\n[00:46.64] Rice and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens\n[00:49.02] No she don't bullshit\n[00:50.07] She Steph Curry with the curry chicken\n[00:51.31] She just make a whole bunch of good shit\n[00:53.45] I been out the ghost, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck\n[00:56.48] Had to hit me with some bands\n[00:57.93] He can get me that brown paper bag\n[00:58.99] Get me more bucks\n[01:00.25] I'm goin fine, securing lines with my zoes bro down in Florida\n[01:02.86] I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order\n[01:07.01] Hold up, I'm all the way up\n[01:08.58] I need to put something in my soda\n[01:09.97] I don't need no lunch, Imma go get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover\n[01:13.09] My legacy, fuck that\n[01:14.91] They thought that T-pain wasn't gon' to come back\n[01:16.91] Now go tell them that when you run back\n[01:18.22] You a hoe, so you already done that\n[01:19.89] Hold up, I'm all the way up\n[01:21.46] I need to put something in my Sprite, bitch\n[01:22.92] If you think you're doing it, I'm about to ruin it\n[01:24.83] You're niggas are going to learn tonight, bitch\n[01:26.65] If you think I'm lit now, watch what happens when I come and turn on the light switch\n[01:29.70] I will not plan this shit, I come and handle it\n[01:31.81] Boy that ain't shit but a flight, bitch\n[01:33.64] I mean really though\n[01:35.50] If you think about it, really think about it how hard do they really go?\n[01:38.94] (Bitch, I'm really dope)\n[01:40.52] Now you really know\n[01:42.87] They ain't ready bro\n[01:43.61] Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n[01:46.73] I got bitches in the Bronx, nigga\n[01:47.22] They can get me in the back door\n[01:47.73] Rob a nigga in the trap house, bitch you just walked in the trap door\n[01:47.81] Caught the body in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper\n[01:48.54] Thought they was sleepin on Pizzle\n[01:49.18] Somebody go ask these niggas what they takin' a nap for\n[01:49.60] Illuminappy, that the squad, nigga\n[01:50.28] Without that shit I would've been dead\n[01:50.98] But I swear to God I'mma keep killin' niggas and I put that shit on my kid's head\n[01:51.25] Cash Know. 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So don't fuck with Pizzle and his bread\n[01:51.74] I'm the type the type of nigga that'll find a nigga then go and find his chick and a get bitch head\n[01:52.29] Yea, I'm all the way up\n[01:53.04] ¿Dónde estás, mi amigo?\n[01:53.21] Don't put your eye in that peephole\n[01:53.59] Cause I'll turn the back of your head to a peephole\n[01:53.59] Think again, and then go and murk all your people\n[01:53.72] You already know the weapon is lethal\n[01:57.12] Flip the clip, guy get back, pull the hair trigger\n[01:57.94] Yeah nigga, back for the sequel, oh\n[01:58.48] I got problems in my head, nigga\n[01:59.54] Smokin' that shit from the West Coast\n[02:00.18] The major key is when you hatin' me, you could fuck around get your neck broke\n[02:00.54] You fuck around with the Winsquad, they could find your body at the Texaco\n[02:01.14] The summer comin' and you comin' with nothin'\n[02:01.69] You ready pussy-nigga, let's go\n[02:01.99] All I say is \"Panda, Panda\" and they handle-handle my shit\n[02:02.65] While I'm chillin' up in Alabama tryna show a bitch how fast a lambo can get\n[02:03.24] With all of this green up under these gold chains, they mistakin' me for the king\n[02:03.71] Bitch, I make platinum, I'm comin' after them\n[02:04.23] Passin' them, all I do is fucking win, bitch\n[02:04.56] I got broads out in Cali, I got hoes gettin' ratchet\n[02:04.75] Hit dispensaries and grab it, wrap it all up in that plastic\n[02:04.85] USPS, I'm a track it\n[02:05.20] Two day priority, I have it\n[02:05.56] They're makin' a [?] and I'm taxin'\n[02:05.60] Two hundred racks in the mattress\n[02:05.89] I don't know about y'all, but I'm a street nigga\n[02:06.06] Ain't gotta sound like nobody, I'm just me, nigga\n[02:06.78] Been on tour with T-Pain, that's for free, nigga\n[02:13.57] That's why I still fuck with them bricks and the weed, nigga\n[02:14.02] And that's why I hop in my jag, my nigga go hop in that Benz\n[02:15.92] My nigga go hop in that porsche, and no we don't need no new friends\n[02:19.07] Cause we'll go hop in that ghost, and yeah that we'll still got the Benz\n[02:22.26] Look at that lift on the fours, look at the mothafuckin' rims\n[02:25.54] And I keep tryna tell you we from Florida, babe\n[02:29.76] Still fifty-grand sofa, now mercedes benz\n[02:32.62] (The baddest bitches in the world that'll drive you crazy\n[02:35.77] From the cocaine era, I'm a eighties-baby\n[02:41.18] Oh yeah)\n[02:46.76] Panda, Panda\n[02:49.05] Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n[02:52.83] Panda, Panda, Panda\n[03:03.94] Ahh, uhh\n[03:45.20] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Panda (T-Mix)\n artist: T-Pain\n album: Panda (T-Mix)\n duration_ms: 247000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Oooohhh, yeah yeah\n start_ms: 3690\n end_ms: 8740\n- text: Woo! 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yeah yeah\n T-T-T-T-Tmix, baby\n Pizzle, Woo!\n Look at it\n I mean this shit can't be against the rules now\n I fuck with these niggas\n Get the nigga who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit\n\n Leggo\n Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n I got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking\n She sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was looking\n Rice and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens\n No she don't bullshit\n She Steph Curry with the curry chicken\n She just make a whole bunch of good shit\n I been out the ghost, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck\n Had to hit me with some bands\n He can get me that brown paper bag\n Get me more bucks\n I'm goin fine, securing lines with my zoes bro down in Florida\n I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order\n Hold up, I'm all the way up\n I need to put something in my soda\n I don't need no lunch, Imma go get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover\n My legacy, fuck that\n They thought that T-pain wasn't gon' to come back\n Now go tell them that when you run back\n You a hoe, so you already done that\n Hold up, I'm all the way up\n I need to put something in my Sprite, bitch\n If you think you're doing it, I'm about to ruin it\n You're niggas are going to learn tonight, bitch\n If you think I'm lit now, watch what happens when I come and turn on the light switch\n I will not plan this shit, I come and handle it\n Boy that ain't shit but a flight, bitch\n\n I mean really though\n If you think about it, really think about it how hard do they really go?\n (Bitch, I'm really dope)\n Now you really know\n They ain't ready bro\n Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n\n I got bitches in the Bronx, nigga\n They can get me in the back door\n Rob a nigga in the trap house, bitch you just walked in the trap door\n Caught the body in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper\n Thought they was sleepin on Pizzle\n Somebody go ask these niggas what they takin' a nap for\n Illuminappy, that the squad, nigga\n Without that shit I would've been dead\n But I swear to God I'mma keep killin' niggas and I put that shit on my kid's head\n Cash Know. 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yeah yeah\n T-T-T-T-Tmix, baby\n Pizzle, Woo!\n Look at it\n I mean this shit can't be against the rules now\n I fuck with these niggas\n Get the nigga who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit\n\n Leggo\n Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n I got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking\n She sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was looking\n Rice and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens\n No she don't bullshit\n She Steph Curry with the curry chicken\n She just make a whole bunch of good shit\n I been out the ghost, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck\n Had to hit me with some bands\n He can get me that brown paper bag\n Get me more bucks\n I'm goin fine, securing lines with my zoes bro down in Florida\n I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order\n Hold up, I'm all the way up\n I need to put something in my soda\n I don't need no lunch, Imma go get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover\n My legacy, fuck that\n They thought that T-pain wasn't gon' to come back\n Now go tell them that when you run back\n You a hoe, so you already done that\n Hold up, I'm all the way up\n I need to put something in my Sprite, bitch\n If you think you're doing it, I'm about to ruin it\n You're niggas are going to learn tonight, bitch\n If you think I'm lit now, watch what happens when I come and turn on the light switch\n I will not plan this shit, I come and handle it\n Boy that ain't shit but a flight, bitch\n\n I mean really though\n If you think about it, really think about it how hard do they really go?\n (Bitch, I'm really dope)\n Now you really know\n They ain't ready bro\n Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n\n I got bitches in the Bronx, nigga\n They can get me in the back door\n Rob a nigga in the trap house, bitch you just walked in the trap door\n Caught the body in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper\n Thought they was sleepin on Pizzle\n Somebody go ask these niggas what they takin' a nap for\n Illuminappy, that the squad, nigga\n Without that shit I would've been dead\n But I swear to God I'mma keep killin' niggas and I put that shit on my kid's head\n Cash Know. 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yeah yeah\n start_ms: 6550\n end_ms: 11060\n- text: T-T-T-T-Tmix, baby\n start_ms: 11060\n end_ms: 13210\n- text: Pizzle, Woo!\n start_ms: 13210\n end_ms: 19750\n- text: Look at it\n start_ms: 19750\n end_ms: 28550\n- text: I mean this shit can't be against the rules now\n start_ms: 28550\n end_ms: 31230\n- text: I fuck with these niggas\n start_ms: 31230\n end_ms: 33180\n- text: Get the nigga who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit\n start_ms: 33180\n end_ms: 37340\n- text: Leggo\n start_ms: 37340\n end_ms: 38200\n- text: Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n start_ms: 38200\n end_ms: 40430\n- text: I got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking\n start_ms: 40430\n end_ms: 43540\n- text: She sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was looking\n start_ms: 43540\n end_ms: 46980\n- text: Rice and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens\n start_ms: 46980\n end_ms: 49050\n- text: No she don't bullshit\n start_ms: 49050\n end_ms: 50130\n- text: She Steph Curry with the curry chicken\n start_ms: 50130\n end_ms: 51830\n- text: She just make a whole bunch of good shit\n start_ms: 51830\n end_ms: 53580\n- text: I been out the ghost, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck\n start_ms: 53580\n end_ms: 56950\n- text: Had to hit me with some bands\n start_ms: 56950\n end_ms: 57950\n- text: He can get me that brown paper bag\n start_ms: 57950\n end_ms: 59270\n- text: Get me more bucks\n start_ms: 59270\n end_ms: 60020\n- text: I'm goin fine, securing lines with my zoes bro down in Florida\n start_ms: 60020\n end_ms: 63410\n- text: I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order\n start_ms: 63410\n end_ms: 67010\n- text: Hold up, I'm all the way up\n start_ms: 67010\n end_ms: 68440\n- text: I need to put something in my soda\n start_ms: 68440\n end_ms: 70060\n- text: I don't need no lunch, Imma go get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover\n start_ms: 70060\n end_ms: 73320\n- text: My legacy, fuck that\n start_ms: 73320\n end_ms: 74820\n- text: They thought that T-pain wasn't gon' to come back\n start_ms: 74820\n end_ms: 76530\n- text: Now go tell them that when you run back\n start_ms: 76530\n end_ms: 78110\n- text: You a hoe, so you already done that\n start_ms: 78110\n end_ms: 80270\n- text: Hold up, I'm all the way up\n start_ms: 80270\n end_ms: 81620\n- text: I need to put something in my Sprite, bitch\n start_ms: 81620\n end_ms: 83230\n- text: If you think you're doing it, I'm about to ruin it\n start_ms: 83230\n end_ms: 85630\n- text: You're niggas are going to learn tonight, bitch\n start_ms: 85630\n end_ms: 86480\n- text: If you think I'm lit now, watch what happens when I come and turn on the light switch\n start_ms: 86480\n end_ms: 89950\n- text: I will not plan this shit, I come and handle it\n start_ms: 89950\n end_ms: 91190\n- text: Boy that ain't shit but a flight, bitch\n start_ms: 91190\n end_ms: 93440\n- text: I mean really though\n start_ms: 93440\n end_ms: 95290\n- text: If you think about it, really think about it how hard do they really go?\n start_ms: 95290\n end_ms: 98670\n- text: (Bitch, I'm really dope)\n start_ms: 98670\n end_ms: 100280\n- text: Now you really know\n start_ms: 100280\n end_ms: 101480\n- text: They ain't ready bro\n start_ms: 101480\n end_ms: 102400\n- text: Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n start_ms: 102400\n end_ms: 106530\n- text: I got bitches in the Bronx, nigga\n start_ms: 106530\n end_ms: 108270\n- text: They can get me in the back door\n start_ms: 108270\n end_ms: 109960\n- text: Rob a nigga in the trap house, bitch you just walked in the trap door\n start_ms: 109960\n end_ms: 113260\n- text: Caught the body in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper\n start_ms: 113260\n end_ms: 116110\n- text: Thought they was sleepin on Pizzle\n start_ms: 116110\n end_ms: 117240\n- text: Somebody go ask these niggas what they takin' a nap for\n start_ms: 117240\n end_ms: 119720\n- text: Illuminappy, that the squad, nigga\n start_ms: 119720\n end_ms: 121370\n- text: Without that shit I would've been dead\n start_ms: 121370\n end_ms: 123010\n- text: But I swear to God I'mma keep killin' niggas and I put that shit on my kid's head\n start_ms: 123010\n end_ms: 126450\n- text: Cash Know. 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So don't fuck with Pizzle and his bread\n start_ms: 126450\n end_ms: 129480\n- text: I'm the type the type of nigga that'll find a nigga then go and find his chick and a get bitch head\n start_ms: 129480\n end_ms: 132730\n- text: Yea, I'm all the way up\n start_ms: 132730\n end_ms: 134700\n- text: ¿Dónde estás, mi amigo?\n start_ms: 134700\n end_ms: 135950\n- text: Don't put your eye in that peephole\n start_ms: 135950\n end_ms: 137170\n- text: Cause I'll turn the back of your head to a peephole\n start_ms: 137170\n end_ms: 138710\n- text: Think again, and then go and murk all your people\n start_ms: 138710\n end_ms: 140480\n- text: You already know the weapon is lethal\n start_ms: 140480\n end_ms: 142170\n- text: Flip the clip, guy get back, pull the hair trigger\n start_ms: 142170\n end_ms: 144390\n- text: Yeah nigga, back for the sequel, oh\n start_ms: 144390\n end_ms: 146210\n- text: I got problems in my head, nigga\n start_ms: 146210\n end_ms: 147800\n- text: Smokin' that shit from the West Coast\n start_ms: 147800\n end_ms: 149430\n- text: The major key is when you hatin' me, you could fuck around get your neck broke\n start_ms: 149430\n end_ms: 152590\n- text: You fuck around with the Winsquad, they could find your body at the Texaco\n start_ms: 152590\n end_ms: 155860\n- text: The summer comin' and you comin' with nothin'\n start_ms: 155860\n end_ms: 158020\n- text: You ready pussy-nigga, let's go\n start_ms: 158020\n end_ms: 159430\n- text: All I say is \"Panda, Panda\" and they handle-handle my shit\n start_ms: 159430\n end_ms: 162050\n- text: While I'm chillin' up in Alabama tryna show a bitch how fast a lambo can get\n start_ms: 162050\n end_ms: 165400\n- text: With all of this green up under these gold chains, they mistakin' me for the king\n start_ms: 165400\n end_ms: 168710\n- text: Bitch, I make platinum, I'm comin' after them\n start_ms: 168710\n end_ms: 170140\n- text: Passin' them, all I do is fucking win, bitch\n start_ms: 170140\n end_ms: 172700\n- text: I got broads out in Cali, I got hoes gettin' ratchet\n start_ms: 172700\n end_ms: 175840\n- text: Hit dispensaries and grab it, wrap it all up in that plastic\n start_ms: 175840\n end_ms: 179220\n- text: USPS, I'm a track it\n start_ms: 179220\n end_ms: 181070\n- text: Two day priority, I have it\n start_ms: 181070\n end_ms: 182610\n- text: They're makin' a [?] and I'm taxin'\n start_ms: 182610\n end_ms: 184030\n- text: Two hundred racks in the mattress\n start_ms: 184030\n end_ms: 185920\n- text: I don't know about y'all, but I'm a street nigga\n start_ms: 185920\n end_ms: 188930\n- text: Ain't gotta sound like nobody, I'm just me, nigga\n start_ms: 188930\n end_ms: 192210\n- text: Been on tour with T-Pain, that's for free, nigga\n start_ms: 192210\n end_ms: 195540\n- text: That's why I still fuck with them bricks and the weed, nigga\n start_ms: 195540\n end_ms: 198880\n- text: And that's why I hop in my jag, my nigga go hop in that Benz\n start_ms: 198880\n end_ms: 202300\n- text: My nigga go hop in that porsche, and no we don't need no new friends\n start_ms: 202300\n end_ms: 205580\n- text: Cause we'll go hop in that ghost, and yeah that we'll still got the Benz\n start_ms: 205580\n end_ms: 208880\n- text: Look at that lift on the fours, look at the mothafuckin' rims\n start_ms: 208880\n end_ms: 212450\n- text: And I keep tryna tell you we from Florida, babe\n start_ms: 212450\n end_ms: 215640\n- text: Still fifty-grand sofa, now mercedes benz\n start_ms: 215640\n end_ms: 218990\n- text: (The baddest bitches in the world that'll drive you crazy\n start_ms: 218990\n end_ms: 222240\n- text: From the cocaine era, I'm a eighties-baby\n start_ms: 222240\n end_ms: 230610\n- text: Oh yeah)\n start_ms: 230610\n end_ms: 232090\n- text: Panda, Panda\n start_ms: 232090\n end_ms: 234650\n- text: Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n start_ms: 234650\n end_ms: 237120\n- text: Panda, Panda, Panda\n start_ms: 237120\n end_ms: 238520\n- text: Ahh, uhh\n start_ms: 238520\n end_ms: 241740\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 241740\nplain: |-\n Oooohhh, yeah yeah\n Woo! yeah yeah\n T-T-T-T-Tmix, baby\n Pizzle, Woo!\n Look at it\n I mean this shit can't be against the rules now\n I fuck with these niggas\n Get the nigga who did Desiigner adlibs, get him on the phone because this shit about to be lit\n\n Leggo\n Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n I got hoes up in Brooklyn, my Jamaican bitches be cooking\n She sit me down at the table, I let you know how it was looking\n Rice and peas, macaroni cheese, collared greens\n No she don't bullshit\n She Steph Curry with the curry chicken\n She just make a whole bunch of good shit\n I been out the ghost, I got the rice sitting on the tow truck\n Had to hit me with some bands\n He can get me that brown paper bag\n Get me more bucks\n I'm goin fine, securing lines with my zoes bro down in Florida\n I stack it, stack it, pack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, stack it, pack it, in that order\n Hold up, I'm all the way up\n I need to put something in my soda\n I don't need no lunch, Imma go get a bunch of Asian bitches up in the Rover\n My legacy, fuck that\n They thought that T-pain wasn't gon' to come back\n Now go tell them that when you run back\n You a hoe, so you already done that\n Hold up, I'm all the way up\n I need to put something in my Sprite, bitch\n If you think you're doing it, I'm about to ruin it\n You're niggas are going to learn tonight, bitch\n If you think I'm lit now, watch what happens when I come and turn on the light switch\n I will not plan this shit, I come and handle it\n Boy that ain't shit but a flight, bitch\n\n I mean really though\n If you think about it, really think about it how hard do they really go?\n (Bitch, I'm really dope)\n Now you really know\n They ain't ready bro\n Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n\n I got bitches in the Bronx, nigga\n They can get me in the back door\n Rob a nigga in the trap house, bitch you just walked in the trap door\n Caught the body in the Bugati, go put the bricks in the wrapper\n Thought they was sleepin on Pizzle\n Somebody go ask these niggas what they takin' a nap for\n Illuminappy, that the squad, nigga\n Without that shit I would've been dead\n But I swear to God I'mma keep killin' niggas and I put that shit on my kid's head\n Cash Know. I'm an asshole. So don't fuck with Pizzle and his bread\n I'm the type the type of nigga that'll find a nigga then go and find his chick and a get bitch head\n Yea, I'm all the way up\n ¿Dónde estás, mi amigo?\n Don't put your eye in that peephole\n Cause I'll turn the back of your head to a peephole\n Think again, and then go and murk all your people\n You already know the weapon is lethal\n Flip the clip, guy get back, pull the hair trigger\n Yeah nigga, back for the sequel, oh\n I got problems in my head, nigga\n Smokin' that shit from the West Coast\n The major key is when you hatin' me, you could fuck around get your neck broke\n You fuck around with the Winsquad, they could find your body at the Texaco\n The summer comin' and you comin' with nothin'\n You ready pussy-nigga, let's go\n\n All I say is \"Panda, Panda\" and they handle-handle my shit\n While I'm chillin' up in Alabama tryna show a bitch how fast a lambo can get\n With all of this green up under these gold chains, they mistakin' me for the king\n Bitch, I make platinum, I'm comin' after them\n Passin' them, all I do is fucking win, bitch\n\n I got broads out in Cali, I got hoes gettin' ratchet\n Hit dispensaries and grab it, wrap it all up in that plastic\n USPS, I'm a track it\n Two day priority, I have it\n They're makin' a [?] and I'm taxin'\n Two hundred racks in the mattress\n I don't know about y'all, but I'm a street nigga\n Ain't gotta sound like nobody, I'm just me, nigga\n Been on tour with T-Pain, that's for free, nigga\n That's why I still fuck with them bricks and the weed, nigga\n And that's why I hop in my jag, my nigga go hop in that Benz\n My nigga go hop in that porsche, and no we don't need no new friends\n Cause we'll go hop in that ghost, and yeah that we'll still got the Benz\n Look at that lift on the fours, look at the mothafuckin' rims\n And I keep tryna tell you we from Florida, babe\n Still fifty-grand sofa, now mercedes benz\n (The baddest bitches in the world that'll drive you crazy\n From the cocaine era, I'm a eighties-baby\n Oh yeah)\n\n Panda, Panda\n Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda\n Panda, Panda, Panda\n\n Ahh, uhh\n"}]