My Napsack by Majik Panda Lyrics
[Verse 1: Majik Panda]
Hey yo 666 kids, that's my clique it's
Horus of course, you know I'm down with the sick kids
I smoke a pound of the sick ish, I'm on the mound
I ain't fucking around this ain't a pinch-hit
So listen dip-shits I got a six speed
I'm spinning through the city, they finna hit me
Do I hit trees? Do you get these bars that I'm laying out
Cars that be playing out same shit, same song
Broads they be laying out, too late we staying out
It's the return of the...aw wait he sounds like Snoop Dogg
Naw I don't sound like Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg sounds like Snoop Dogg
Tell the truth dog, think your wife needs a hug
Yeah she got a boob job and that tube tops
Looking real snug like a tube sock
Think you're 2pac but you're too soft
Ice cream rappers I scream after hearing this shit
There's no way I'm hearing this shit
Naw it's Whacking Day, you're wacker than fuck
Please back away, from the mic for a minute
Yeah I might for a minute then I'm back Mike Tyson
I fight when I'm in it gotta light for a minute
Where my napsack at? I gotta pack that bitch before I rap
I'll pitch before I'm back
You see that dude in the fitted cap?
Selling mushrooms finna get at that
There ain't much room but I'm thinking I'm a get a cap
Throw it in my napsack zoom then I'm in the back room
Vacuum the kanna, half and half with marijuana
Hey yo 666 kids, that's my clique it's
Horus of course, you know I'm down with the sick kids
I smoke a pound of the sick ish, I'm on the mound
I ain't fucking around this ain't a pinch-hit
So listen dip-shits I got a six speed
I'm spinning through the city, they finna hit me
Do I hit trees? Do you get these bars that I'm laying out
Cars that be playing out same shit, same song
Broads they be laying out, too late we staying out
It's the return of the...aw wait he sounds like Snoop Dogg
Naw I don't sound like Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg sounds like Snoop Dogg
Tell the truth dog, think your wife needs a hug
Yeah she got a boob job and that tube tops
Looking real snug like a tube sock
Think you're 2pac but you're too soft
Ice cream rappers I scream after hearing this shit
There's no way I'm hearing this shit
Naw it's Whacking Day, you're wacker than fuck
Please back away, from the mic for a minute
Yeah I might for a minute then I'm back Mike Tyson
I fight when I'm in it gotta light for a minute
Where my napsack at? I gotta pack that bitch before I rap
I'll pitch before I'm back
You see that dude in the fitted cap?
Selling mushrooms finna get at that
There ain't much room but I'm thinking I'm a get a cap
Throw it in my napsack zoom then I'm in the back room
Vacuum the kanna, half and half with marijuana