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Ayy, it's a holiday
I got hoes on hoes and they out of control, yeah
Ayy, this another one
All my n***as on go and I hope that you know it
I can't even close my eyes
And I don't know why, guess I don't like surprises
I can't even stay away from the game that I play
They gon' know us today, yeah
Ayy, it's a holiday
I got hoes on hoes and they out of control, yeah
Ayy, this another one
All my n***as on go and I hope that you know it
I can't even close my eyes
And I don't know why, guess I don't like surprises
I can't even stay away from the game that I play
They gon' know us today, yeah

Panda
Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda

Don't lеt me get in my zone
Don't lеt me get in my zone
Don't let me get in my zone
Don't let me get in my zone
The stars is in the building
They hands is to the ceiling
I know I'm 'bout to kill it
How you know? I got that feeling
You are now watching the throne
Don't let me into my zone
Don't let me into my zone
(I’m definitely in my zone, zone, zone, zone, zone...)

So I ball so hard mothaf**kers wanna fine me
But first n***as gotta find me
What's fifty grand to a mothaf**ker like me?
Can you please remind me?
(Ball so hard) This sh*t crazy
Y'all don't know that don't sh*t faze me
The Nets could go 0 for 82
And I'd look at you like this sh*t gravy
(Ball so hard) This sh*t weird
We ain't even 'posed to be here
(Ball so hard) Since we here
It's only right that we'd be fair
Psycho: I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick
Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
(Ball so hard) Got a broken clock
Rollies that don't tick-tock
Audemars that's losing time
Hidden behind all these big rocks
(B-ball so hard) I'm shocked too
I'm supposed to be locked up too
If you escaped what I've escaped
You'd be in Paris getting f**ked up too
(B-ball so hard) Let's get faded
Le Meurice for like six days
Gold bottles, scold models
Spillin' Ace on my sick J's
(Ball so hard) b*t*h, behave
Just might let you meet 'Ye
Chi-Town's D. Rose
I'm moving the Nets to BK

Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer (That sh*t cray)
Had a very shiny nose (That sh*t cray)
And if you ever saw it (That sh*t cray)
You would even say it glows (That sh*t cray)

She said, "Ye, can we get married at the mall?"
I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all"
(Ball so hard) That sh*t cray, ain't it, Jay?
(B-ball so hard) What she order, fish fillet?
(B-ball so hard) "Your whip so cold" – this old thing?
(Ball so hard) Act like you'll ever be around mothaf**kers like this again
Bougie girl, grab my hand
f**k that b*t*h; she don't wanna dance
Excuse my French, but I'm in France, ahah, I'm just sayin'
Prince Williams ain't do it right if you ask me
'Cause I was him I would have married Kate and Ashley
What's Gucci, my n***a? What's Louis, my killer?
What's drugs, my dealer? What's that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I'm the illest 'cause I'm suffering from realness
Got my n***as in Paris and they going gorillas, huh

That sh*t cray

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