Lyrics Rucka Rucka Ali – Corona Cabello (Ooh Na Na)
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Corona, ooh-na-na
I got it talking on my phone na, ooh-na-na
Now I supposed to be alone na, ooh-na-na
Locked in a room of metal panels
Corona, ooh-na-na
It came from Wuhan when that plane flew in
Because of that one dude
Ate a bat, forgot to chew it
It flapped inside him
Soon he was dead and passed him through it
The saddest of haikus
He went on to live in crap and sewage
What’s a poor bat to do?
Alone with the terrapins
No one there ever fed him
But then one day he found ooze
Transformed into a teenage
Mutant ninja clone
Corona, ooh-na-na
Half of my arm now has corona, ooh-na-na
Guess I’ll just fap and eat a scone now, ooh-na-na
All ’cause one guy ate him a bat-o
Now that shit is a Thanos
Corona, ooh-na-na
Italy one time was great and took up half the map, map
Now, they locked in and cannot leave the house
With three cases of Corona (they all, all need corn, corn, and pills)
Banned, banned, Germans
Used to be crazy, now they’re fuckin’ scared
Not Netherelandese
Why you take it all from me?
You European
Get you own disease
My culture’s not your thing
US is in quarantine
When we’re all dead but the Cherokees
‘Cause they were friends with the bats and trees
So now they rule the land again
Corona, ooh-na-na
No one allowed to leave their home now, ooh-na-na
Got toilet paper and Patron now, ooh-na-na
We closing down national border
Hello to New World Order
We’re all German now
It flew from China, na-na
On a bat, bat, bat, bat
Got put in corn, now we’re all dead
Oh, shit, snap, snap, snap, snap
It’s on doorknob, it’s in your snacks, but relax
Just stay at home and pay your tax
Freestyle, yo
I come here from Wuhan
Ain’t heard of me? Turn the news on
Wuhan Clan ain’t nothin’ to fuck with
We knock you out like three, two, one
If you want to talk some shit
You’re still locked up in your house like a bitch
Say hello to forty pizzas in forty days like Papa John
Corona, ooh-na-na
You have it, so does Post Malone na, ooh-na-na
Michael Jackson says oof chamona, ooh-na-na
Kylie and Kendall, Caitlyn Jenner
They eat that shit for dinner
Corona, ooh-na-na
Corona, ooh-na-na
I got it, now I’m stuck at home na, ooh-na-na
Like being stuck in the friendzone na, ooh-na-na
Them bitches want some dude named Chad
They cough when I come stand there
Fuck that noise, na-na