Jeremih - Dont Panic Remix Lyrics

Dont Panic (Remix) Song Lyrics
Dont Panic (Remix) by Jeremih (Hook)
Shawty fell in luv wit a hustler
Man, I took her from a buster
Niggas keep talkin' like they know sumethin'
I slide on yo b**ch like she on sumethin'
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Real niggas getting cake, watch em' fake niggas hate
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
(Verse: Jeremih)
Know she gettin' tired of her broke stress
Why it ain't no hoes in yo section?
Know she with a young'n, feelin' like a miff
I'mma have to teach her ass a whole lesson
Five weeks, no. 1, nigga don't tell em
But I got 5 stars, nigga, Joe Jackson
Since I got time, I'll get a rolley
You know I'm a sucka for the Bowflex
Here I come, ya ready or nah?
Any nigga near me put it down on the rocks
Any niggas out here been livin' a lot
Met yo b**ch, my hitta, got her takin' these shots
(Hook)
Shawty fell in luv wit a hustler
Man, I took her from a buster
Niggas keep talkin' like they know sumethin'
I slide on yo b**ch like she on sumethin'
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Real niggas getting cake, watch em' fake niggas hate
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
(Verse 2: Montana)
I won't let her, sippin' that Ciroc Amaretto
Real b**ches gon' wait on me
Fake b**ches gon' skate on me
Real b**ches gettin' cake
Fake b**ches gon' hate
She a model underground
Gettin' swallowed is the plan
And she on top, need 4 b**ches
Take her to the crib, take no b**ches
Ass fat, lemme get up on it
Bounce back early in the mornin'
(Hook)
Shawty fell in luv wit a hustler
Man, I took her from a buster
Niggas keep talkin' like they know sumethin'
I slide on yo b**ch like she on sumethin'
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Real niggas getting cake, watch em' fake niggas hate
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
(Verse 3: Chris Brown)
Don't panic! I see ya poppin' the pussy, I'm tryna lick on the cookie
I'm eatin' through the panties
In and out that booty ham sandwich
Young new killa, b**ch you nigga old like Black Planet
Strapped up, pistol with the bandanas
Extended clip, gotta hide it from the damn cameras
Man, I'm only smokin' Cali kush
When I'm on the print, I got yo b**ch rollin' the blunts
I call it high standards
Chucks with my locs on
Pretty girls tell em ugly b**ches go home
You know they comin' for the money and the real niggas
You know these dusty ass thots need a meal ticket
Haaa
(Hook)
Shawty fell in luv wit a hustler
Man, I took her from a buster
Niggas keep talkin' like they know sumethin'
I slide on yo b**ch like she on sumethin'
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Real niggas getting cake, watch em' fake niggas hate
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!
Don't panic, don't panic!
We just gettin' started nigga, don't panic!