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ÈL PANCHO VILLA Video (MV)




Performed By: DON KEL
Length: 2:03
Written by: KEVIN BAILEY




DON KEL - ÈL PANCHO VILLA Lyrics




(Listen out Pluto)

Bitch n***a get back (Uhh), about to take of like a jet pack. You might not never get yo bitch back
She gone eat my dick like a KitKat bar F*ck n****s trying to stop me like a clear path (Uhh)

Get a nigga shot no fade away get a n***a shot like right away
Watch a nigga waves flood down his face, watch a n****s waves flood down his face
When them bullets hit you they gonna burn like mace
When them bullets hit they gonna burn like mace
When them bullets flying ain't nobody safe
Leaving no witnesses not even the innocent (BITCH)
We ain't got time for no case (BITCH)
We get lean by the case load money so thick it can't fold
All blues yea them honchos get a n***a whacked pronto
Put money on yo head like el pancho
Got shooters up north like Toronto done did a lot of dirt
I can't tell a soul he tried to run off now I gotta wipe his nose

Now I gotta wipe his nose yeah Ak gone snatch his soul (Yea)
How you real but you told (Yea), Just like paper I fold ya my name not slim
But im a Soulja play no games I'm not a controller used to trap Motorola
Uhh mixed the coke with the soda uhh lighting candles
To hide the Odor didn't know till I was older

(Didn't know till I was older yea)
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(Listen out Pluto)

Bitch n***a get back (Uhh), about to take of like a jet pack. You might not never get yo bitch back
She gone eat my dick like a KitKat bar F*ck n****s trying to stop me like a clear path (Uhh)

Get a nigga shot no fade away get a n***a shot like right away
Watch a nigga waves flood down his face, watch a n****s waves flood down his face
When them bullets hit you they gonna burn like mace
When them bullets hit they gonna burn like mace
When them bullets flying ain't nobody safe
Leaving no witnesses not even the innocent (BITCH)
We ain't got time for no case (BITCH)
We get lean by the case load money so thick it can't fold
All blues yea them honchos get a n***a whacked pronto
Put money on yo head like el pancho
Got shooters up north like Toronto done did a lot of dirt
I can't tell a soul he tried to run off now I gotta wipe his nose

Now I gotta wipe his nose yeah Ak gone snatch his soul (Yea)
How you real but you told (Yea), Just like paper I fold ya my name not slim
But im a Soulja play no games I'm not a controller used to trap Motorola
Uhh mixed the coke with the soda uhh lighting candles
To hide the Odor didn't know till I was older

(Didn't know till I was older yea)
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Writer: KEVIN BAILEY
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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