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stanwill - standing ovation lyrics

[intro]
standin’ ovation, i—, huh
standin’ ovation, i—
standin’ ovation, i catch me an opp now
b+tch
(ooh, sh+t, that’s a danny g beat)
(d+mn, jakesand)

[chorus]
standin’ ovation, i catch me an opp and i’m clappin’ at dog
don’t suggest playin’ with ganger, if i up my strap, you get paused
need me a collar, your b+tch like it rough in the ‘cat, i’m a dog
bro must be playin’ it passive, we know he ain’t active at all
doctor say i’m gon’ be short on my life
when it come to that money, i’m stackin’ it tall
i couldn’t call up a soul, ain’t n0body gon’ help me when i got my back on the wall
pop me an opp, then go shop ’til i drop
i’m in neimans and barneys and saks ’til i fall
gang need a bucket, i score on whoever, whenever, wherever, just pass me the ball

[verse]
fly to her city, i’m litty so she wanna f+ck when i land
i’m on a coast eatin’ pasta with models, my feet gettin’ stuck in the sand
they need to check out his mental, he thinkin’ he f+ckin’ with stan
bro wanna four tonight, we got a show tonight, he gotta pour up his cup in advance
jeans be on skinny, my pockets on fat, that sh+t f+ck up my stance
we look like scooby+dooby+doo, my doggy gon’ jump out the van
run up on ganger too quick, lil’ brodie might bust him a fan
cookin’ the beef, you won’t catch me with pork, i get chicken, you know i don’t f+ck with no hams
bro cup be too dirty with drank
it look like detergent, it ain’t
i turn my hard work into pape’
they thinkin’ i work in the bank
tell ’em to turn in his cape
i got his b+tch turnin’ away
bro off a perc and an eight
at the same time, he burnin’ an eighth
b+tch call me broke, had to show her a hundred so she get the point that i certainly ain’t
call her my ho because that’s what she is to me, a ho, she don’t think she worthy of bae
all of this ice on our neck and our wrist and our buffies, sh+t look like a flurry with gang
if it’s ’bout pape’, i get flavored
i’m payin’ off [?], b+tch, i’m playin’ the dirtiest game
[interlude]
fly to her city, i’m litty so she wanna f+ck when i land
i’m on a coast eatin’ pasta with models, my feet gettin’ stuck in the sand

- stanwill lyrics

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