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Maybach Music Group - Pacman lyrics

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There he go that's John Doe

There he go that's John Doe

There he go that's John Doe

And I'm still whipping up a kilo

There he go that's John Doe

On my Pyro Palace turn you bitch niggas to ghost

Pacman - Over one hundred sold

Pacman - just ordered one hundred more

Pacman - you can fry it in a pan

Pacman - in no time you will be buying land

Pacman - do it for your mom and them

Pacman - until I get one hundred in

[Pill:]

It's "P" "I" Double "L"

Professional Shit Kicka

Yams on the stove I'm fuckin your Favorite Strippa

Highs flyin out

Them zips they grew wings

Phone going stupid made a rack in two rings

Straight drop hard got them J's plate licking

Ground basing jumping over cars they blake griffin

Got my chickens in the gym, Yup, they weight Lifting

See one thousand stamped on the tape because they yay shape shifting

That's that terminator choppa make a nigga do a backflip

I can show you how crack flip

While I'm loading that Mac clip

Catch em loading that mack truck

I'll unload til his back drip

All I know is I'm stacked up

And when I'm back them packs in

[Rick Ross:]

One Hundred in

I'm on my Gucci shit

Gucci Luciano bitch you know I'm Gucci Rich

Mazaradi boy I got two of them

Same color boy I just got two of them

10 Chains see I'm one nigmae nigga

I'm a whip it just to spend it nigga

Blew a mill ticket

One night at King Of Diamonds

Me and Puff Daddy

Bitch I'm the king of Diamonds

Small Change that's what we call that

A-Rod money smoking on a ball bat

I'm on the mound, I got a pound

My folks in Haiti say them yayo prices coming down

[Pill:]

This that namco yay

Pacman what we selling

Got these J's chasing rocks

Like they chasing power pellets

Met this ladie named Eselis

Say she nag for some terrace

But she hungry for that yayo ask her granny what she yelling

Got my shirt off in the kitchen hot in here like Nelly

And these niggas dancing in these mask don't want stage credit

Just the keys to your car all your cash and your debit card

We serving hard Whole squad equiped and ready

OKAY Then

And quit flexing like the soda sack

Before they find you slumped over in a Cul-de-sac

My whole wrist lumped up serving boulder sacks

Pink city representa thought I told you that

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