Pamila lyrics

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[Hook: NizzMey]

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, I hit that b*tch and that b*tch had some Stamia

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, She couldn't keep up with me I'm irregular

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, 3 Stacks right on me that's 4 for your mans and ya

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, Got the heat on me I ain't talking tempature


[Verse: NizzMey]

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, Your b*tch just told me she don't f*ck with Amatures

NizzMey is too clean to f*ck on you n*ggas get lost in my sauce need to handle ya

Had this one b*tch name was Pamila, b*tch had the sticks I ain't talking bout popcicles

She was a baddie for real though she told me she wanted to f*ck like an obstacle

What? b*tch the f*ck you wanna what, Confused I really just went on right with it

She grabbed my di*k and start spinning, After that I had to hit it

Pamila was too bad to quit it, Thought I was blind after ending

Turns out she wanted some children, I ain't got money to live it


[Hook: NizzMey]

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, I hit that b*tch and that b*tch had some Stamia

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, She couldn't keep up with me I'm irregular

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, 3 Stacks right on me that's 4 for your mans and ya

Pamila, Pamila, Pamila, Got the heat on me I ain't talking tempature

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