Corona KFC by Mr. G Lyrics
Mr.g Mr.g Mr... G
I am a man of love, I love my country
I use beat i found on the youtube marketplace
If i see you in china i will punch you in your ugly face
Mr. G is rich, you're a bitch
Sorry momma but you look like potato mash. I wanna smash on your mother ass
When I meet new people they say, what is your mother tongue, I say bitch I tongue your mom
Mr. G is a machine, he got the coffee cream. He cooking up the rice. It's tasting hella nice
He got dumplings, Tikka Masala, and some Naan bread. He will punch you in the head, if you don't sleep with him in bed
I got a persian ghostwriter, he is ugly as fuck, when he come to China thеy say whadde Donald Duck. You motherfuck
I will eat, I will bеat my lil' meat. When I see, what I must, I will place all of my trust, in what is just
I enter China club and they greet me widda bang, they say what the fuck and I reply widde thank. For your consideration, your over-estimation of my athletic abilities. They hire me as ice-cream man and they tell me to, wait till your mom walks by then I finna shoot
Ya ya ya
I realise I'm a hired gun for Zhengfu when I see a man walking past I salute. It is the president and he has a gift for me, a gift certificate for chicken at KFC. I greet my fellow Donald Trump, he says a kind goodbye, but then your mother walks by and she know she boutta' die
I am a man of love, I love my country
I use beat i found on the youtube marketplace
If i see you in china i will punch you in your ugly face
Mr. G is rich, you're a bitch
Sorry momma but you look like potato mash. I wanna smash on your mother ass
When I meet new people they say, what is your mother tongue, I say bitch I tongue your mom
Mr. G is a machine, he got the coffee cream. He cooking up the rice. It's tasting hella nice
He got dumplings, Tikka Masala, and some Naan bread. He will punch you in the head, if you don't sleep with him in bed
I got a persian ghostwriter, he is ugly as fuck, when he come to China thеy say whadde Donald Duck. You motherfuck
I will eat, I will bеat my lil' meat. When I see, what I must, I will place all of my trust, in what is just
I enter China club and they greet me widda bang, they say what the fuck and I reply widde thank. For your consideration, your over-estimation of my athletic abilities. They hire me as ice-cream man and they tell me to, wait till your mom walks by then I finna shoot
Ya ya ya
I realise I'm a hired gun for Zhengfu when I see a man walking past I salute. It is the president and he has a gift for me, a gift certificate for chicken at KFC. I greet my fellow Donald Trump, he says a kind goodbye, but then your mother walks by and she know she boutta' die