Big shit pop up
You can't stop us
Riding in a two seat
Ain't shit behind us
Couple ratchets if you act up
Couple hammers for ya dancing
I'm the Emcee and you listen
I don't think you catch it
And I know that you can't touch it
I don't do too much bluffing
Shut your muffin
Leave you wondering
When's he going to do the snuffing
Leave me sniffling
Dundee Mifflin
All this paper
Michael Scott
How I make it hot
Charlemagne can I get a drop
Ahh
Tiktok repeat
Move ya feet
Wave ya hands
Show me the bands
Like a warped tour
Or your
Wrist when you was six
Cause I'm snappin'
Like the bracelet in the 80's
I'm that baby
I'm that man
I'm that dude
Called my crazy
Stuck to the plan
Like glue
Yeah My hue
Different
Listen
I'm on a mission
You can Call me Tom cruise
I'm up on couches
But in houses
With nothing to lose
I'm Acting a fool
More science
Less Hubbard
I'm stubborn
Defiance
Dance with lions
They left crying
I been trying
To tell you I'm dying
But I am
Him
Take a listen again
Cause ain't much more
You'll be getting from him
Rona bars
Rona bars
I stayed Dedicated
Stayed paid
Till I made it
I'm Innovative
I believe in labels
Label me a lot of things
I belong on every shelf
I'm in every drawer
I'm in every phone
Oh you want some more
Yeah you know it don't stop
Like police at red lights
I'm in for the long night
I got family who wanna fight
Cause I'm doing it right
I am the shit in your britches
Ask your bitches I'm different
I leave you all In stitches
From the things that I mention
I'm in a class of my own
I'm In a league that they ain't
You can not look at my throne
This expensive taste
This A different paint
A Different wave
New Jeep In the driveway.
More ways to get paid
Less sleep more change
Less beef more lettuce
Let us pray
No vegetarian
Pray for my prey
I take my lettuce to the bank
In god we trust
The bank gotta bust
Of the boy in their trust
I'm a must
Shake off the Old man rust
He who Must confess
He's a mess
Cause of the press
Freestyle bars for your quarantine
Ovaltine
I can't believe
Drew Curry - Rona Raps, Pt. 2 Lyrics
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Big shit pop up
You can't stop us
Riding in a two seat
Ain't shit behind us
Couple ratchets if you act up
Couple hammers for ya dancing
I'm the Emcee and you listen
I don't think you catch it
And I know that you can't touch it
I don't do too much bluffing
Shut your muffin
Leave you wondering
When's he going to do the snuffing
Leave me sniffling
Dundee Mifflin
All this paper
Michael Scott
How I make it hot
Charlemagne can I get a drop
Ahh
Tiktok repeat
Move ya feet
Wave ya hands
Show me the bands
Like a warped tour
Or your
Wrist when you was six
Cause I'm snappin'
Like the bracelet in the 80's
I'm that baby
I'm that man
I'm that dude
Called my crazy
Stuck to the plan
Like glue
Yeah My hue
Different
Listen
I'm on a mission
You can Call me Tom cruise
I'm up on couches
But in houses
With nothing to lose
I'm Acting a fool
More science
Less Hubbard
I'm stubborn
Defiance
Dance with lions
They left crying
I been trying
To tell you I'm dying
But I am
Him
Take a listen again
Cause ain't much more
You'll be getting from him
Rona bars
Rona bars
I stayed Dedicated
Stayed paid
Till I made it
I'm Innovative
I believe in labels
Label me a lot of things
I belong on every shelf
I'm in every drawer
I'm in every phone
Oh you want some more
Yeah you know it don't stop
Like police at red lights
I'm in for the long night
I got family who wanna fight
Cause I'm doing it right
I am the shit in your britches
Ask your bitches I'm different
I leave you all In stitches
From the things that I mention
I'm in a class of my own
I'm In a league that they ain't
You can not look at my throne
This expensive taste
This A different paint
A Different wave
New Jeep In the driveway.
More ways to get paid
Less sleep more change
Less beef more lettuce
Let us pray
No vegetarian
Pray for my prey
I take my lettuce to the bank
In god we trust
The bank gotta bust
Of the boy in their trust
I'm a must
Shake off the Old man rust
He who Must confess
He's a mess
Cause of the press
Freestyle bars for your quarantine
Ovaltine
I can't believe
You can't stop us
Riding in a two seat
Ain't shit behind us
Couple ratchets if you act up
Couple hammers for ya dancing
I'm the Emcee and you listen
I don't think you catch it
And I know that you can't touch it
I don't do too much bluffing
Shut your muffin
Leave you wondering
When's he going to do the snuffing
Leave me sniffling
Dundee Mifflin
All this paper
Michael Scott
How I make it hot
Charlemagne can I get a drop
Ahh
Tiktok repeat
Move ya feet
Wave ya hands
Show me the bands
Like a warped tour
Or your
Wrist when you was six
Cause I'm snappin'
Like the bracelet in the 80's
I'm that baby
I'm that man
I'm that dude
Called my crazy
Stuck to the plan
Like glue
Yeah My hue
Different
Listen
I'm on a mission
You can Call me Tom cruise
I'm up on couches
But in houses
With nothing to lose
I'm Acting a fool
More science
Less Hubbard
I'm stubborn
Defiance
Dance with lions
They left crying
I been trying
To tell you I'm dying
But I am
Him
Take a listen again
Cause ain't much more
You'll be getting from him
Rona bars
Rona bars
I stayed Dedicated
Stayed paid
Till I made it
I'm Innovative
I believe in labels
Label me a lot of things
I belong on every shelf
I'm in every drawer
I'm in every phone
Oh you want some more
Yeah you know it don't stop
Like police at red lights
I'm in for the long night
I got family who wanna fight
Cause I'm doing it right
I am the shit in your britches
Ask your bitches I'm different
I leave you all In stitches
From the things that I mention
I'm in a class of my own
I'm In a league that they ain't
You can not look at my throne
This expensive taste
This A different paint
A Different wave
New Jeep In the driveway.
More ways to get paid
Less sleep more change
Less beef more lettuce
Let us pray
No vegetarian
Pray for my prey
I take my lettuce to the bank
In god we trust
The bank gotta bust
Of the boy in their trust
I'm a must
Shake off the Old man rust
He who Must confess
He's a mess
Cause of the press
Freestyle bars for your quarantine
Ovaltine
I can't believe
Writer: Andrew Curry
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid