Lyrics:
my bunny fur white
I keep my shit clean
Gotta look good for the chicks
Know what I mean?
I keep the hop hip, by the way, I hip-hop
Doc Sipps'll get
I am so heartless, dauntless, that is my synopsis
I am an illusion not comprehended by optics
Reaching a conclusion everytime I see an opp twitch
I'm not with cuffing I rather just be by my lonley
I'm not with the simpin' I'm back to the pimping I'm feeling like goldie
I don't go to southern I
You just gotta let go
In my mind I've been feeling like a foreigner
Lost inside these thoughts, there's not a worse torturer
Another girl hit my line
got low energy
Taking that bitch to the corner
Not from my city
Don't fuck wit the foreigners
I'm at the tree that's the one and three quarters
Pussy
of all of my dreams
Countless memories of ours I'll never seem to delete
We went from lovers to some foreigners that don't even speak
Sitting by the fire,
the morning
A three way, with the foreigners
So easy, my performance
I smile at the night
Open your eyes to truth in deceit
This is love but can you believe
vacating in Zanzibar
Ever seen a foreigner skidding off in a foreign car?
I took a boat cruise along the coast of Africa
Ate the best seafood, when was
come from foreigners
Keep the bippy you know they stay on us Keep the bippy you know they stay on us
Getting busy you try run up us
Play the fifty you
then I lose sight o' everything[00:54.81]One by one until the day I die[00:57.59]Parabolic symptoms takin' control of my life[01:00.31]I need to hold
I am the earthquake
You're just flipping coins
You're the hole and
I'm the water - waning
You are the countdown
I'm the "day-gone-by"
I am the sea
the line like a foreigner
Hand full of rings imported from Mordor
Gobbling meat cuz you claim you an omnivore
On both sides we not tight friends no more
Got
Rearranged it
New order n we fight back
(Fight back)
I'm just a Youngboy foreigner making noise in a scene where I shouldn't be
If u listen to the industry
But
baby, let's have a menage
Though you not impressed by the fancy jewels in the cars
That's what I love about you, always stay true to who you are
I seen
With my own eyes, when one morning broke , I saw a man dying, lying on the street –
Having been shot dead by some merciless, well in this case, some
out of sight
Out of state license plate, think they got a foreigner
Lil Wayne help me out, it's Mrs. officer
He let her cuff him if I got it understood
British bud, I'm a happy sort of stud, I'm sippin' my tea, catching shits by the sea
Riding around with my musket, scrawling on a crumpet, I heard your last
Fuck The Industry Pt 2
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Pound Town
Sexyy Red Tay Keith
Malaika
Helmut Lotti
Yo it's the Foreigner, that's never boring ya
Dear friends
I urge you
As foreigners and exiles
To abstain from sinful desires
Which wage war against your soul
Live such good lives among
starvin
Ill be carvin lines that will spell out marvin
Freedom guarded by the vines of a sacred garden
With a naked heartless army resembling the cars
Red on the ceiling
Dripping down the walls
Grab him by the neck
Until he coughs
Rally like a circus
Bring them to a fervor
Concoct an enemy
Out
representing from the east to west coast
We G'z boy golds in our mouth pants down low representing that dirty south
I'm by the store rain sleet hail or snow
ave
Check out them foreigners shit they probably gone laugh
But we ain't playing
Down in Texas we ride Lexus fuck that slab like its syllabic
If you
to my roots
Marble floors
More clothes than stores
Yacht by the shore
Chrome hearts covers my core
Jets where i rest i might snore
Familys blessed in bora
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