Lyrics:
Why you goin' do em like that
Why you goin' do em like that
Don’t do em' like that
New foreigner all black
New foreigner all black
New foreigner all
like where you really from?
Which one of your relatives did we go to war with in 1951?
As a test of loyalty, they-want-us-to-diss our people for claps
love but claim it's legit
For their own benefits
But they're all counterfeits
See by the way they fake their image
You know what it is
To any girl that
walking casualty beat to beat till it's actually fragments
Girl you ride a (?) and no not a can of soda
Tearing flesh beating pussy like (?)
No High
And I'ma let you know that I ain't playin'
I'm that nigga, And im fr bout it
Girl, I'll Kill Bout you She be on game when I test her
She done bossed up for
you waiting, for
My lady, hit it one time my lady
Pretty ah girl from the city
Foreigner is my exotic
Shawty hear me when I say that
You a pretty ah
to them
If you don't back me, don't call me your friend
They'll try and call me a foreigner
Jokes on you, I got a foreign girl
Feels like I'm in a foreign
clothes
Sitting here by the door
Waiting for you
To show up
But you didn't
So I'm only gonna say it one time
Gonna tell you what I'm
Thinking about
ready now are you ready
Look
I don't be playing by none of them rules
I don't look up to like none of them dudes
Just give me space if I run into you
If
(ay)
You won't see my type of car (scoot, scoot)
The same one that Cardi got (vroom, vroom)
Come live like a fuckin' star (ay)
I could tell you
on a bed and spank her!
GIRLS: A spanking! A spanking!
DINGO: You must spank her well. And after you have spanked her,
you may deal with her as you like
Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to act
Eight
where we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they
my baby yah ha ha ha
Give my love to you o na na na na
I am for you as you are for me
So don’t treat me like a foreigner
Girl I’ve been around
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
bussin', it ain't nothin', even if I gotta bleed
Sitting waiting patient for a universal pain
Politicking with the nation, this is as big as you and me
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
The way you look at me now is not like that
The way I feel now girl is not like that
So look at me now girl my eyes red
Because of waiting
Girl
Where every day we fight for our right to live
It's not right we living life like immigration
You keep telling us to be patient
Change is coming but we
Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to act
Eight
dwell as a foreigner in the land
Baby girl
I am not like other men
As I transform into another man
And you know I don't come from your motherland
Baby
young Billy wanna be the next Jay Z
You better fight with us if you wanna be part of this culture
You wanna live like Pablo but you've never been
Borderline disorder
Cutting corners for a border
Sure I'll let 'em slash my abdomen and act like I'm a foreigner
To closing off
Almost wrote 'em off like
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