Lyrics:
I flew to hong kong for some business in june
caught the train from
the airport, taking me
to kowloon
checked in my hotel and went up to my room
Yea they wishing on me
I been fuckin lotta weed
Ain't no fuckin lottery
Way back
Diu lei lom mo hai
Tim kai, lei ng kong, kong tou wa
O thy Hong Kong
better, I'm dying
You're dying? You're lying!
It's like a medical emergency
Jim, I just got it
Got what?
I just got Hong Kong Sneeze
I love The Hong Kong
Vabang leng thei hi leng hong leng nuam ing
Na khut len thei hi leng hong len nuam ing
Ken hong phawk lua ing
Ken hong phawk lua ing
Vabang leng thei
on a sampan, never knew her dad
But her looks were filled with fortune
And for this they knew she'd be an ocean of
Trouble in Hong Kong, trouble in Hong Kong
I can't miss a thing, freeze on three
All my souvenirs have become antiques
Hong Kong, Oakland, where have you been?
I'd give all of my memories
walk my bitches, grabbed them by their thong
Ass so big, I need hands like King Kong
And you know every weekend, we be at Hong Kong
They smoke dick like
Step by step and inch to inch
She draws closer than id wish
A little touch, a spark, and itch
Creeps into me telling me this
Hong Kong
Infatuated by Your love babe
It's like a drug I need all day
I never wanna make you feel lonely
Cause Girl you're my one and only
Sakmel dong bang tuah cil pan
an der der Bong Bong
Ja dann siehst du aus wie ne Bitch aus Hong Kong
Dika es macht Dong Dong Toya Toya Tong Tong
Und die Bitch will Bonbon und ich sag
a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Chandon
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I'm rocking BAPE and they like King Kong's
Stack them racks up
meet him in Hong Kong
With two chicks both they thongs on
Mabe Ling and Kim Long
Both of them dead wrong
Two rich bitches the feds on
[P. Diddy]
she suck it, yeah, I stick it, uh
If I smoke it, yeah, I spliff it
This that Hong Kong, 745, Black Wall vibe, won't you ride with it
MR38 by my side,
dworze jest gorąco znowu wale coco
Najebany ostro i zajebane oko
Mała pragnie foto i pyta się mnie „dokąd"
A ja płynę pod prąd lecimy dziś na Hong Kong
Na
turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint,
Diss Kartel and Pantan
Push yuh head up inna yuh mudda pussy like tampon
Yeah, big up Buju Banton
When boy a kick like Jackie Chan over Hong Kong
turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll, roll, roll my joint,
ever overlook it
You're missing out a truly special Hong Kong moment
Passing by Hong Kong cafes
Starting up, taxis speeding down the lanes
I'd rather be,
doping
Xiangang coming, Hong Kong
But that it could be given away bit by bit by some people in Hong Kong
burn we can take our turn
Singin' them dirty rap songs
Stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong
And sell tapes from here to Hong Kong
So roll,
just off the mainland
In Hong Kong, side by side
In Hong Kong, me and my bride
I will remain your sweet
I will not bind your feet
I just think their
to Hong Kong
So, blow, blow, blow, my boy
Suck on his penis stems
Feeling tight as hell, tryna ride him well
Now I got a jagged rim
Deepthroat, throat, like
Hong Kong
Lyrics and Spoken Text by Moy Eng and Music by Wayne Wallace
1st Verse
Clouds sit so low
I touch the floor of heaven
Water shimmers,
Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Ooh, she gave me Hong Kong flu
Ooh, she gave me Mekong whiskey
Put me on a breeze to Kathmandu
I got new papers in
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