Pacman (feat. Pill)

Rick Ross

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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

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    [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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    Composición: Ric Ross y Young Shun

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