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fucc corona - jay r. (rapper) lyrics

[intro]
yo, f*ck corona, motherf*cker
this sh*t got me so f*ckin’ bored
i’m so tired of bein’ stuck in my house, i’m so f*cking bored
let’s get it

[verse]
patty cake, patty cake, bring that ass that*a*way
how i’m clapping b*tches ass ’til they half awake
jackin’ anybody cash, not that m*st*rbate
have the pastors prayin’ after you pass away
clappin’ any b*tches cappin’ on comments
and flashin’ they drip, man, that sh*t makes me vomit
i make your nose drip, i attack like a comet
you ain’t with the sh*t, why you actin’ dishonest? (yeah)
catch me in oc (uh)
double dollar sign og (uh)
and a lotta guys know me
that means a lot of guys can give you nosebleeds (uh)
i’m at the top and i don’t see you
but eyes follow me around like mona lisa (where you at?)
and i wouldn’t wanna be you
these b*tches d*ck ridin’ like they was mia khalifa (uh)
eyes squinted like i’m wiz with that reefer (uh*huh)
windows tinted like i roll with the heater
cigarette smoke, get a hint of it
soon as i see you, pull up and make your vision limited
how i’m doin’ anybody
claimin’ they catchin’ a body from me
they can come catch a few shotties from me
that’s what’ll happen, no rappin’ for squabble if squad be with me
your fam feelin’ sorrow as soon as they find out that you ain’t make it to tomorrow
so you best hide out, but i’m sayin’ right now that either way you gonna make it to god though
bye, bye, sayonara, see your ass later
no thank you, no arigato
screen recording, you just playing these games
but this sh*t is real, this ain’t no el gado
you just a p*ssy, boy, el gat
callate talking ’bout commas from lottos
riding that bumpy road, got h*lla potholes
you tellin’ stories that got h*lla plot holes (oh my god)
got me a bad lil’ mami, she from mexico
in person, she’s nervous
but when she’s flirting, you should see how she texting though

[outro]
haha
for real though, f*ck this coronavirus sh*t, bro
i just wanna go down the street and get some wendy’s or somethin’
i just want a spicy chicken sandwich, bruh
i’m not even allowed to leave my house
like, this is some bullsh*t
f*ck 2020
some bullsh*t
goodnight

- jay r rapper lyrics

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