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Kanye West - Panda1 Lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West & Sia]
Faaaaaaaa— (Perfect)
Faaaaaaaa—
Faaaaaaaa— (Pandora, pandora)
Faaaaaaaa— (Pandora, pandora)
I told, I told, ayy, I told you

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Up in the mornin, miss you bad
Sorry I ain’t call you back, same problem my father had
All this time, all he had
All he had and what he dreamed, all his cash
Market crashed, hurt him bad
People get divorced for that
Dropped some stacks, pops is good
Mama passed in Hollywood
If you ask, lost my soul
Drivin fast, lost control
Off the road, jaw was broke
‘Member we, all was broke
‘Member I’m, comin’ back
I‘ll be takin’ all the stacks, oh

[Pre-Chorus: Desiigner & Kanye West]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twistin’ dope, lean and the Fanta (Stacks, oh)
Credit cards and the scammers
Hittin’ off licks in the bando (Takin all the stacks, oh)
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda (Stacks, oh)
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundrеd killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
Whitе X6 panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Sellin’ bar, candy
Man I’m the macho like Randy
This choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me
[Chorus: Kanye West, Desiigner, & Sia]
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Hey)
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Panda)
(Panda, panda, panda, panda)
(Panda, panda, panda, panda)
Takin’ all the stacks, oh

[Verse 2: Pusha T & Sia]
Just copped a new two door, put a six on it (Woo)
Niggas talkin’ that dope money put a brick on it
I could show you what a brick do, put a wrist on it (Yeaugh)
Like cheddar, my connect nigga put a flick flick on it
Cheddar boys out of Detroit, they got rich on it
Wash away my sins biggs pour ‘Cris on it
Space cadet on a jet son, I’m Elroy
Fed-Ex got its UPS through the mail boy
Forty carat big dipper, little dipper astronaut (Pandora, pandora)
Duffle bag boys club, billionaire mascot (Pandora, pandora)
Hashtag been gettin’ money in trash bags (Pandora, pandora)
Ten states I gotta bad bitch in every trash bag
(Pandora, pandora)

[Chorus: Kanye West, Desiigner, & Sia]
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Hey)
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Panda)
(Panda, panda, panda, panda)
(Panda, panda, panda, panda)
Takin’ all the stacks, oh
[Verse 3: Desiigner & Sia]
I get broads in Atlanta
Twistin' dope, lean, and shit, sippin' Fanta
Movin' hard with the scammers, 
I move with a couple killers and the bammers
Whole bunch of lavish shit (Lavish shit)
They be askin' 'round town who be clappin' shit (Clappin' shit)
Shawty moves more than a counterfeit
Niggas talkin' crazy like they got the shit, niggas don't got the shit huh
Black X6, Phantom
Do the dance, Panda
Flakin' hard, camera
Fuck your bitch, stamina
.45 make him stand up
, them niggas, they talkin' shit in front of camera
I'm the realest on the camera 
I'm finna go get 'em, them niggas they [?]
Pull up, I'ma get him, niggas pull up and they flip it
I got niggas that's countin' for digits
Say you make you a lot of new money (Woo)
Know some killas pull off and they in the Wraith
, 5-9, 5-9, killa Bape
Five sniff, 5-9, drill a bitch
Niggas up in the bank, we gon' drill the bank
Fuck we gon' kill the bank, get it
I got broads, yeah, I get it (Pandora, pandora)
I get cards, yeah, I shitted
This how I live it (Pandora, pandora)
Drop a nuke on a skillet
, fuck a bomb, niggas gon' get it (Pandora, pandora)
You niggas gon' get it 
I be runnin' through the money, runnin' through the money (Pandora, pandora)
Them niggas, they callin' me Diddy
I be gettin' to the chicken, countin' to the chicken (Pandora, pandora)
And all of my niggas gon' split it
He-he, get it
[Refrain: Big Sean, Sia & Desiigner]
Stick to the, plan
Stay focused (Stay focused)
Pay attention who you getting close with
(Panda, panda, panda, panda)
Distance yourself from negative energy 
(Panda, Panda, Panda, Panda)
Voices in my head, they say it's meant for me

[Verse 4: Big Sean, & 2 Chainz]
I, I, I, you in my way, bitch it's no sympathy (No)
I, I, I, been plotting this since elementary (Straight up, ugh!)
I, I, I, no you need to buckle down
Have people asking where you at
And wondering why you never wanna come around (Why?)
You know that effort gon' come around (You know)
Big face like Zordon (Damn)
You bought the watch but can't afford the time (No)
Even if you running out of breath
Weight of the world doing lots of reps (Ya)
Time to get this generation (Ya, ya)
Last one and then the next two outta debt
And they gon' pay you back with respect (Alright)

[Verse 5: 2 Chainz, & Sia]
Can’t let you play me off the streets you know I got kids (Woo)
And more major keys than a locksmith (Yeah)
I could teach you niggas how to rock this (Rock this)
My bed was a pallet on the carpet (Alright, uh)
My ride was bus named MARTA (Tell em, uh) (Pandora, pandora)
Pillow full of Estée Lauder (Lil bitch, yeah) (Pandora, pandora)
Nigga, I’m allergic to a Charger (Achoo) (Pandora, pandora)
Nothing but foreign cars in my garage, ah (Garage, ah)

[Chorus: Kanye West & Desiigner]
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Hey)
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (Panda)
(Panda, panda, panda, panda)
Takin’ all the stacks, oh

[Post-Chorus: Desiigner & Kanye West]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twistin’ dope, lean and the Fanta (Stacks, oh)
Credit cards and the scammers
Hittin’ off licks in the bando (Takin all the stacks, oh)
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 looks like a panda (Stacks, oh)
Going out like I’m Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6 panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Sellin’ bar, candy
Man I’m the macho like Randy
This choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga, pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me

[Chorus: Kanye West & Desiigner, & Sia]
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (I got broads in Atlanta, twistin’ dope, lean and the Fanta)
(Panda, panda)
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (I got broads in Atlanta, twistin’ dope, lean and the Fanta)
(Panda, panda)
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (I got broads in Atlanta, twistin’ dope, lean and the Fanta)
(Panda, panda)
I just wanna feel liberated, I, I, I (I got broads in Atlanta, twistin’ dope, lean and the Fanta)
Takin’ all the stacks, oh

[Outro: Caroline Shaw]
How can I find you?
Who do you turn to?
How do I blind you?
If I don’t turn to you
No other help I know, I stretch my hands