Lyrics:
the only rapper known by your grandmother (mother)
And your preacher and your teacher, ain't that a trip? (trip)
Moshi moshi acuagru ain't that a bitch?
just pawns in the scheme of things
No what our race or creed
Survivors of this holocaust
We international refugees
We no want no weapons of mass
to a lesser charge
Paul wall your next in charge s is hard rappin hard
Dressin hard techin hard blastem like ?
I'm a bad mother I'm the only rapper know by
Im a stylelist of a star cause I style myself
And im dancin with the stars,dancin by myself
I was lost so I had to go an find myself
You can take
on) {What, we keep it crack-a-lackin'}
Worldwide (Ay yo) {Wha-wha, what, what}
Let's show 'em what happens when kings get together (International
Within striking distance from Ground Zero sits a smoldering international cauldron
The United "Abominations" as it were
Forged to prevent wars
animals, Judging by they size and they width
Sike wait until November 5th
Yo
I've been so rational
In three years I'm going international
I need to see them
The world economic forum's annual meeting
At the end of January in Davos, Switzerland
Brings together international business and political leaders
Fatty girl, fatty girl
Fatty girl
Uh uh hot fire hot
(Step up and
Represent player)
International baller baby
Heeshy
Young birds in the Coupe
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in 1964
Try to grab it away
I'll still be right here
Right here by your side
International
(repeat, along with 1 or 2 other lines in the background,
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
yourself at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up
to me it's a blue car
So Branson pass me a jar
Cause these cats done went too far
One phone call send two cars
And still get searched by security
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
International yeah yeah
You already know
I say I remember
Back when we dey for ghetto
I say little did we know oh
The studio go make man blow
(Make
all around that place
International cooperation up in the sky
Everybody listen and look as the I.S.S. flies by
As the I.S.S. flies by
There's a band,
the face of an angel
Tainted by the city, you ain't from this place it'll change you
Walkin by, I thought I was sly
Offered to try, at first I thought she
international
She got her hair done, styled in designer jeans
Heels on and her skin type Maybelline, I can't control
The way you walkin' girl, you got me gone
International baller, I must admit I had doubts
If they wasn't callin' me back, they was callin' me out
Game moved to the South, I just closed my mouth
the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you
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OD'ing on the beat like the needles up in my arm
Then I whip your ass if you do not listen just like your moms
When I count to five, by the time I open
you won't last, livin' out your life like that
You shoulda got down with my crew, slingin' cracks international
But instead, you wanna merge with
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