Lyrics:
a white-bread mothafuckin colonizer
Miss them high-risers
City hoes fire
Nothing like them Latin broads
My one desire
Jesus Christ, girl
You can set them thighs
squad
Mana come through with the new flow
When I'm gonna blow
N***a who knows?
Latin girl on my iPhone
Wanna eat me like churros
Superfly call me hero
there where they eatin'
What kind of beautiful sights is they seein'
Where do they come from, what do they believe in
Latin America, Africa, out to New
There's so much life going on at the diner ‘cross the street
Three dozen eggs piled up waiting to be beat
“Coffee black…whiskey down…split pea
Seh mi nice like rice and peas (yeah)
Seh mi deh Pon mi q’s and p’s
Everyweh mi go di gyal dem a highlight me
Dem a watch mi like suhmuh made by spike
Lachey, while he sit in a sauna in gloves with a scalf and a pea coat
Fire emoji, you niggas too emo
I'll jack yo ass, me Wee Man and Steve-O
Now while your
If it's up to me feast
Everybody eats baby girl bagging peas down on her knees
Don't pee skimmy me don't pee
She likes to taste it
She thinks it's
the fuck out, if you want the foreigners gone
I paint the White House black and park my car on the lawn
Marry a Muslum girl and fuck her five times a day
Billy Joe McAllister jumped off the Tallahatchi Bridge
And papa said to mumma as she passed around the black eye peas
Well Billy Joe never had a lick
Baby I was up in the mornin' Gettin' to the bucks, I was on it
Need a pretty thing by my side Let her count it up cause I'm ballin
If this ain't
a few other kids
I’m sorry that I can’t go back too fast though
Like snapshots in the casino
Jackie Boy, Uncle Turkey and them
Black and white guess they
by gold diggers (uh)
Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristals
Freakin' the three-quarter
is twice that
That goes for everybody, Latin, white, black
Depends on who you are and how you living
But in the meantime, just ride the rhythm
wifey at IHOP
Your baby mother love that cyclops, my one-eyed monster
Interrogations keep comin' back, shit feel like karma
They add grams, now I
on that
Latin chicks, white chicks and you know we love them black
Night man, nightmare I can hit it right
(I can hit it right)
Black rims 23's shorty we
they was black, white, yellow or brown
But all around me talking race
First thing I gave a fuck about
Frustrated, surrounded by the opposite mentality
Hey, you, can't you see
I just want you right next to me
Oh, girl I confess
I'd really like to get a bit closer to that little black dress
The ball's in
I want a woman I like to like me back
I think I'm way too thirsty, maybe I'm kind wack
c little corny, a little horny
But I swear to you girl
Boo bitch, Spooky Girl's here
Spooky Boy's out, I'm takin' over this year
Now it is the season I am goin' trick-or-treating
Black cat by my side
Still produce green out the
A dirt inna winter
Ethiopian girl the same tone as Nutella
Nigga you knew that I clocked in
Like sage open up imma locksmith
the kitchen whippin the crack
I'm a come up on some swishas
And twist up anotha sack
Got your girl leavin with her
She wonderin' where she at
What she said up
capping
same creed as assassins
And no one asked but you wassing
Since I stopped being modest
I need pyjamas from satin
I need a girl who speak Latin
I'm
Baa Baa Black Sheep
Bags full of crop
I'm licking off the door
Bad day to be a opp
Gun by my side
When I'm spinning round your block
I don't need
matter their race
I be slicin' up asians, blacks
And white people
Latin niggas say "we can't
Fuck with Fred DeRico"
"He sorta like Deebo
Snatchin' ya
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