Brownside - Corona Lyrics
***** 8-Ball, Super Saco and GinEse pass the Corona to this crazy MexicanPop one open and take the mother*****er downCatch a buzz, and what the homies will clown***** St. Ives and the other punk shitGrab a Corona and you won't want to quitTake it to the head and catch a hell of a highAnd don't stop drinking it till the bottom goes dryI'm down with the Raza cuz I have good tasteI don't ***** with cheap beer cuz all that shit is a wasteNothing but Corona, and it's all I drinkAnd the other punk shit I pour straight down the sinkThe only beer I ***** with is made in MexicoKickin up this jam to let you mother*****ers knowI don't drink Brass Monkey or the Colt 45Only the Corona keep me feeling real liveSo if you don't know now, you better catch up quickA cold ass Corona to the head, it's a lidBefore you rush that Coors or the punk Bud DryPop open a Corona and you know the reason whyThey say friends don't let friends drive away drunkBullshit mother*****er, don't drink if you're a punk*scratches repeat until fade*..cruisin through the Eastside....eightball....cruisin through the Eastside....pass the cerveza..
