Nick Cannon, Tim Chantarangsu, Migos, Future - Pajama Pants lyrics

I’m fresh to death, I need an ambulance
I like a bad Puerto Rican on a handstand
Never talk 'bout what she be
Wearing off in the club
I’m talking bout what that bitch be
Wearing off in my room

In my room
Get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
In my room
Get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants

Tell the white girls to pop it
Tell the black girls to drop it
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, do it again
Don’t stop it
Don’t want to see you in no skirt
Don’t want to see you in no bra
Got some hoes and some hoes and
Some hoes in this house
She came in the club with her friends
So now I’m fucking her friends
You know how we go with them hating ass hoes
(Yo it’s Nick Cannon and Migos)
But don’t believe the rumors
Fuck college girls and cougars
They creeping in my room tryna
Cut like Freddy Krueger
Them strippers I salute you, church girls
Hallelujah
Even got your grandmamma twerk-twerking
Out her bloomers
Them strippers I salute you, church girls
Hallelujah
Even got your grandmamma twerk-twerking
Out her bloomers

I’m fresh to death, I need an ambulance
I like a bad Puerto Rican on a handstand
Never top out when she be
Wearing off in the club
I’m talking bout what that bitch be
Wearing off in my room

In my room
Get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
In my room
Get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants

She pop lock and drop it, and shawty Korean
She twerk it, she roll it
Her body like Shakira
Migos, Nick Cannon, we wyling out
Lil mama she bad, she standing out
Trap out the bando, I’m hiding out
She twerking it
Making that money for certain
She hit the bedroom and she squirting
Lord have mercy
Then I pull up in the Fisker
But never tell her that I miss her

She can pop it in pajamas
Take her to the Bahamas
She can smoke up all my reefer
She be introduced to my mama
Like a pizza, delivery to the neighbors
And you can catch me with Nick Cannon
Wyling out on vacation
We on our way to the top
Migos party at the top floor
And you can’t attend this party
‘less you got on pajamas

I say
Who got the nicest cakes up in they PJs
Could it be them east coast
Latino mamis twerking in BK
Or, could it be that LA face
With a but from the bay either way
Put that cake in my face like it’s my b day
She know just what she doing when
She doing what she does
I take a couple shots up off
Her booty till I’m buzzed
Cause, I feel that Henny
Pumping through my blood
Don’t like my bitches skinny
I just like a little budge
So if you got that apple, maybe peach
Maybe a plum my banana’s in pajamas so watch
Out cause here I come
A movie from Nick Cannon cause I
Beat it like a drum
Got my hands up on her cakes and
Then I squeeze em till their crumbs
Wake up in the morning
Make a sandwhich and I’m swazy
You cannot have my babys, I’m so sorry
Please don’t hate me
She said if I wore my PJs then
I thought that you would date me
I said no you had it backwards baby
I was only JP

In my room
Get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants
In my room
Get it popping in them pajama pants
Get it popping in them pajama pants