M.A.L.C. - Fanta (Panda Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: M.a.l.c.] I Come In, Turn The Party Out Throw Ya Hands Up If You From The South 24/7, On Money Count With A Bad Bihh, That Give You Mouth Don't Know How To Flex Ima Show You How Big Boss Dawg, Better Take A Bow For The Hardest Working Rapper Spitting Now They Should've Never Pa**ed The Mic To Malc In The Mall, See A Bad Bihh With A Big bu*t, I'm Hawking Swear To God, She Smile, Say Wa**up, Whippin' No Talkin' I Can't Lie, I'm The Flex God Doing Numbers, I'm Balling Cup A Fanta, And A Bag Of Goodies Wit A Bad Bihh, Goin' All In Manz Chose The Beat I Chose To Bless It Tell It Rest In Peace Even This Session See Us In The Street Better Have Protection They Know Ima Beast On And Off Records Rep RG, Better Learn The Letters If You Thinking Never, Then You Goin Regret It I Won't Ever Let Up I Mean Every Second Goin' Be Heavy Pressure On These s**a n***as Unstoppable, Doing What You Thought Was Impossible Something Like Eminem, I Am Phenomenal On A Instrumental, n***a I Line It Up And Knock It Down Like A Domino You Can Talk Bout Me Don't Talk Bout My Mama Tho You Disrespect You Get Thrown Through A Window Yo Hoe Gimme Neck And I'll Give Her Something As Long As A Limo Yeah You Know, All 9 To 10 Inches, Bihh They Say 7 Is The Average Size But Shii Me I Mean ME.. I Might Break Shawdy Hip Know What I'm Saying? [Hook:]