letra de fuck corona - stanwill
[verse]
hunnids blue, fifties pink, i like all pape
no i would not use hands, this ain’t allstate
if there’s food on my plate, then we all ate
if you ask me ’bout the hoes, they all fake
i could play ping pong with the glocky drum
punched doordash, now dawg think he rocky, huh
bro don’t give a f-ck, he’ll pop a nun
blew [?] five at the set, bro i shot for fun
fake id say stanley [?]
back when i was stanley, the hoes ain’t notice me
thrusted up now, that’s how it’s supposed to be
thousand dollar shoes, euro stepping like ginóbili
it’s a wrap if i catch him, i ain’t talking pitta
green dots on dawg, i ain’t talking visa
had to use my ham voice when i talk to sheila
got some [?] in my drip, i ain’t talking fifa
walk around with that stick like i can’t see
stanwill being broke? boy, it can’t be
man, why the f-ck do they hate me?
swear to god bro let you and he don’t play d
crazy you was one up in the head now it’s in heels
you would be astonished if i told you what this bin did
if there’s opps, then we shooting up the shindig
and if [?] catch a ham, i’ma send [?]
smack the cap off boy ’cause i hate a liar
feel like johnny cage, hit a opp with a fatalizer
burned my hands with the slide, i play with fire
you can ask my in-store plug, i stay in meijers
lot of hate going on, but i peep the [?]
two sticks on me, turn the whip to a ps4
got a pole at all times, i don’t need to vote
i just want her head, not her heart, you can keep the ho
it was times i was up, times i was down
keep that hate to yourself when i’m not around
if the play ot, we shooting out of bounds
when we catch – bro gon’ shoot ’til he out of rounds
unless my dawgs on your ass, you ain’t seen apes
we’ll turn a block to a jungle, whole team bape
super hams, i should throw your whole team capes
with a foreign b-tch eating lobster and cheesecake, huh
run it up ’til my knees ache
treating hoes like a [?] lil’ b-tch, i need face
treating hoes like a astronaut, b-tch i need sp-ce
used to mean mug, now that b-tch giving mean face
all my n-ggas well known for the popping [?]
ride around in the ufo with a rocket tucked
with bananas in the mall, you can’t shop with us
got the hoes saying sh-ttyboyz, that’s a lot of thrust
good jacks in, boy i’m jumping on ’em
bro got that road, that’s a onion on ’em
put a hole in dawg, that’s a funyun on ’em
i should be a daredevil, how i been stunting on them
good punch online, b-tch f-ck the total
hoes ain’t sh-t, nah i ain’t f-cking on ’em
officer ham, lil’ dawg, you cuffing on ’em
bro got a master doing hits, he like f-ck corona
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