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Lupe Fiasco - Express Lyrics





[Intro:]
DROGAS! Uh
I'm working fool
Aye, go to Lupe Fiasco Store and get you some merch, man
LupeFiascoStore.com, get you some t-shirts and hoodies
And, stuff, like, that
Ya feel me?
Yeah, we going back on tour April 15th
Starting the 14th actually... so come forward, ya feel me?
Billy, what up fool? Yea
Chilly, what up?
DROGAS, turn me up some mo yeah, there we go... DROGAS

[Chorus:]
Chilli sauce on the Panda
Chow mein be redder than Santa
Ferrari got spots in Santana
Driver like Juelz Santana
Teriyaki, Panda, bigger plate, Panda
Wait in the line I got manners
I work with them chop sticks like Daniel
Teriyaki, Panda, orange chicken, Panda
Honey walnut Panda, express myself, Panda
I know it I don't need no samples
I'm a professional don't need examples, no
That sweet fire chicken bananas
Might have me dancing like Hammer
Chilli sauce on the Panda
Chow mein be redder than Santa
Ferrari got spots in Santana
Driver like Juelz Santana
Teriyaki, Panda, bigger plate, Panda
Wait in the line I got manners
I work with them chop sticks like Daniel
Teriyaki, Panda, orange chicken, Panda
Honey walnut Panda, express myself, Panda
I know it I don't need no samples
I'm a professional don't need examples
That sweet fire chicken bananas
Might have me dancing like Hammer

[Interlude:]
I mean you go in there with like 15 dollars, you get you a whole meal
I don't be messing with the fizzies though, I might get me a Aquafina or maybe like the Oceanspray
Drogas, Drogas, Drogas, Drogas

[Verse 1:]
I used to drop bands at Philippe's
I let you see the receipts
They even gave me a jacket
But I take it back to the streets
A tray cause I'm taking a seat
Or I might take it straight to the Jeep
You flex if your Ex got a drive thru
Niggas don't hate when you eat
Fortune cookie told me my future
Said that I'm gonna be super
It said that I'm gonna be super
As long as I don't do nothing stupid
Old shit is classic, it's cougar
Black man, that anthem that cooler
Truly I'm Huey, no Aaron McGruder put air in your scuba
Might take you down to crustaceans
Might take you down to the depths
Or go to Dieppe
Ever rode through Paris on the chair of a scooter?
Feeling myself I'm the master
I'm a get money like pastors
I wanna live in a castle
Where me and my panda gon rastle
Dread so I look like a rasta
My competition imposters
Diddy way down in Australia
Ferrari pull up to your Vauxhall
Mate, my enemy Holden
Boy my century golden
I was in China rocking mastermind designer ate the food but this what I told em

[Interlude:]
I mean it's aight
But we got, we got some shit back at the crib
That's the shit
You know what I'm saying niggas tryna flex

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Gunshots I make with my mouth, raaah
Dumb shit, don't say with my mouth, no
Know that I f*ck with the South, yeah
But really in love with my house
Back there they treat me like Michael
Rappers they treat me like Daigo
Press really think that I'm psycho
Genius should just be my bible
Gotta annotate for these dumb niggas, watch out, watch out
I'm just fooling, boy, I'm just having fun with ya
Tetsuo was genius smart but when that Drogas drop on your computers
F*ck Genius boy, you gon need a genius bar, God damn

[Interlude:]
I mean for like 14, like 11 dollars you can really, you can eat good

[Chorus]
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[Intro:]
DROGAS! Uh
I'm working fool
Aye, go to Lupe Fiasco Store and get you some merch, man
LupeFiascoStore.com, get you some t-shirts and hoodies
And, stuff, like, that
Ya feel me?
Yeah, we going back on tour April 15th
Starting the 14th actually... so come forward, ya feel me?
Billy, what up fool? Yea
Chilly, what up?
DROGAS, turn me up some mo yeah, there we go... DROGAS

[Chorus:]
Chilli sauce on the Panda
Chow mein be redder than Santa
Ferrari got spots in Santana
Driver like Juelz Santana
Teriyaki, Panda, bigger plate, Panda
Wait in the line I got manners
I work with them chop sticks like Daniel
Teriyaki, Panda, orange chicken, Panda
Honey walnut Panda, express myself, Panda
I know it I don't need no samples
I'm a professional don't need examples, no
That sweet fire chicken bananas
Might have me dancing like Hammer
Chilli sauce on the Panda
Chow mein be redder than Santa
Ferrari got spots in Santana
Driver like Juelz Santana
Teriyaki, Panda, bigger plate, Panda
Wait in the line I got manners
I work with them chop sticks like Daniel
Teriyaki, Panda, orange chicken, Panda
Honey walnut Panda, express myself, Panda
I know it I don't need no samples
I'm a professional don't need examples
That sweet fire chicken bananas
Might have me dancing like Hammer

[Interlude:]
I mean you go in there with like 15 dollars, you get you a whole meal
I don't be messing with the fizzies though, I might get me a Aquafina or maybe like the Oceanspray
Drogas, Drogas, Drogas, Drogas

[Verse 1:]
I used to drop bands at Philippe's
I let you see the receipts
They even gave me a jacket
But I take it back to the streets
A tray cause I'm taking a seat
Or I might take it straight to the Jeep
You flex if your Ex got a drive thru
Niggas don't hate when you eat
Fortune cookie told me my future
Said that I'm gonna be super
It said that I'm gonna be super
As long as I don't do nothing stupid
Old shit is classic, it's cougar
Black man, that anthem that cooler
Truly I'm Huey, no Aaron McGruder put air in your scuba
Might take you down to crustaceans
Might take you down to the depths
Or go to Dieppe
Ever rode through Paris on the chair of a scooter?
Feeling myself I'm the master
I'm a get money like pastors
I wanna live in a castle
Where me and my panda gon rastle
Dread so I look like a rasta
My competition imposters
Diddy way down in Australia
Ferrari pull up to your Vauxhall
Mate, my enemy Holden
Boy my century golden
I was in China rocking mastermind designer ate the food but this what I told em

[Interlude:]
I mean it's aight
But we got, we got some shit back at the crib
That's the shit
You know what I'm saying niggas tryna flex

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Gunshots I make with my mouth, raaah
Dumb shit, don't say with my mouth, no
Know that I f*ck with the South, yeah
But really in love with my house
Back there they treat me like Michael
Rappers they treat me like Daigo
Press really think that I'm psycho
Genius should just be my bible
Gotta annotate for these dumb niggas, watch out, watch out
I'm just fooling, boy, I'm just having fun with ya
Tetsuo was genius smart but when that Drogas drop on your computers
F*ck Genius boy, you gon need a genius bar, God damn

[Interlude:]
I mean for like 14, like 11 dollars you can really, you can eat good

[Chorus]
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

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