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pich (peesh) - stanley lyrics

[intro]
(wait hold up, what?
yo, nah forrreal what does this guy think he’s doing)
this beat sounds like slapping the side of a stanley
(he bouta make a song about a cup? what?)

[chorus]
she don’t want a sip, ‘less it’s in a stanley cup
i’m the best on the ice like i won the stanley cup
i’m colder than siberia
coming with the gas and i got you tearing up
this the first i hear of ya
permanent lil bro my boy, you look like tyrion
stepping through, i’m looking real clean
with the cut
you a dirty b+tch, carry bacteria

[verse 1]
i got diamonds on my stanley
cause i work like handy mandy
sippin’ gin and brandy, now i’m hitting with no plan b
i provide the peeta, ain’t no guy to have a family with
gotta catch a flight, so can we pleasе
make the handy quick?

candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker
mix еm both together and i’m f+cking up my liver
amazon prime, i do nothing but deliver
seep the floor with you b+tches
like i operate the swiffer
i’mma die for my pride like mufasa
pull up with the scar like antonio montana
still keeping the 9 on my back, iguodala
sluggin’ like a diamondback, arizona
got more gold t++th than an old folks home
visited your gram, beat her ass in bingo
i stay high on this dration, fluid ounce: 64
i’m the hottest but the stanley water staying so cold

[chorus]
she don’t want a sip, ‘less it’s in a stanley cup
i’m the best on the ice like i won the stanley cup
i’m colder than siberia
coming with the gas and i got you tearing up
this the first i hear of ya
permanent lil bro my boy, you look like tyrion
stepping through, i’m looking real clean
with the cut
you a dirty b+tch, carry bacteria

[verse 2]
now i’m eating ceviche
divvy up the bread how i split it in 3 ways
i already told you how to pr+nounce the surname
it ain’t pitcher motherf+cker, yeah it’s picher
i’m a french canadian ass boy eating poutine
dropping every other week, that’s the routine
get her wet and hot, call it sous vide
like a phillips, give me head and come and screw me
yeah this ain’t tap water, this is evian hoe
i ain’t had my morning coffee, i’m already on go
buying pack by the bulk like i shop at costco
double chunk chocolate cookie rolled up in the fronto
aye f+ck, sh+t, f+ck sh+t b+tch
i don’t need more lines, i already k!lled this
filling up the brita, pour it out, it never sit
i be flyer than a b+tch, but the stanley don’t drip

[chorus]
she don’t want a sip, ‘less it’s in a stanley cup
i’m the best on the ice like i won the stanley cup
i’m colder than siberia
coming with the gas and i got you tearing up
this the first i hear of ya
permanent lil bro my boy, you look like tyrion
stepping through, i’m looking real clean
with the cut
you a dirty b+tch, carry bacteria

- pich peesh lyrics

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