01 - Pete & Bas - T Pain

[00:00.02] (NineOne)

[00:17.02] I spin fellas, my swing quicker than Federer

[00:19.17] I serve packets, they bounce back on the regular

[00:21.17] And I'ma tell a hussie, "Sing for me, T-Pain"

[00:23.33] Your mumma's hooked on the packs I been selling her

[00:25.51] I click hammers and bang 'em and let my nuts hang

[00:27.70] I fill his head with the lead like a mukbang

[00:29.86] The magazine make me lean when I walk

[00:31.49] And the drumstick'll make an head bang like a punk band

[00:34.20] Hop in a cab and banging me crossword, uh

[00:36.36] I'm heading to west and I'm banging a posh bird, uh

[00:38.35] A couple of cans and a puff on me death stick, uh

[00:40.48] A click of me fingers, he's cutting me kofte

[00:42.63] Ringing the bow bells, bringing the waps out

[00:44.78] I'm flinging the dry food, bringing the cats out

[00:46.97] They're belling me non-stop, sending the lads out

[00:48.87] I hop in me drop top, I'm running a man down

[00:51.03] Mr. Big Bucks, I be looking the business

[00:52.99] Dressed to kill, mumma got me up on her hit list

[00:55.14] Pole positioned, had her fella running the distance

[00:57.30] I be banging her, banging her, banging her, giving her triplets

[00:59.82] The bigger the back, the bigger the butt crack

[01:01.69] The bigger the chance the bird's up in me contacts

[01:03.65] Her figure's a big deal, a pen on a contract

[01:05.80] Sign me up, baby, give a tip of my top hat

[01:08.51] And I've been whipping the white, puffing a Benson

[01:10.22] Pushing the pack, the full stack like I'm benching

[01:12.64] Give 'em the fish scale, they slide like a penguin

[01:14.56] Flipping the chicken, my bill's wide, fuck a pension

[01:16.71] Slow-mo vision, I been puffing a peace pipe

[01:18.71] Selling three five's to the fiends by the seaside

[01:21.15] Ima tear lines in the seams of my Levi's

[01:23.30] With a stack thicker than Nicki Minaj behind

[01:25.59] Birds whistle when I walk like this

[01:27.73] Best listen when I talk like this

[01:29.71] I'm outside on the curb with me tats out

[01:31.62] If he's hard, he can try chalk line this

[01:34.10] Chain swinging when I walk like this

[01:36.30] Heads bopping when I talk like this

[01:38.26] I'm outside on the curb with the straps out

[01:40.47] Have a laugh, you ain't gonna chalk line shit

[01:42.63] I spin fellas, my swing quicker than Federer

[01:44.78] I serve packets, they bounce back on the regular

[01:46.94] And I'ma tell a hussie, "Sing for me, T-Pain"

[01:49.09] Your mumma's hooked on the packs I been selling her

[01:51.28] I click hammers and bang 'em and let my nuts hang

[01:53.18] I fill his head with the lead like a mukbang

[01:55.39] The magazine make me lean when I walk

[01:57.03] And the drumstick'll make an head bang like a punk band