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iayze - foreigns lyrics

[intro]
(topkid monopoly)
ay, go b+tch

[chorus]
ay, we get it goin’ (goin’)
he catching bullets, terrell owens
jace on da beat, this bih’ spicy like onion
the goat b+tch, i’m already knowin’ (b+tch)
i don’t gotta see you clutching, i get a lil’ nervous i’m already blowing (ay) (b+tch)
that p+ssy she already showin’ (b+tch)
i’m the topkid, b+tch’ top of the morning (aye)
i know n+ggas that hop out a rental or stolo
but quick to hop out of the foreign
top kid be in demand, okay i’m tourin’
some of you n+ggas switch, okay i’m torn
i got some drip, that i ain’t even worn
i got some drip, that you can’t even afford
i’m the topkid monopoly, need me i’m for it
finna sl+t that b+tch out, so we shoot a lil’ p+rn (aye)
[verse]
got bored of the murda, i done flew to new york
get off the xan’s then i feel reborn (aye)
we ain’t showing remorse for no n+gga
this real murda worth sh+t, we hop out on any day
[?] lil’ bank b+tch, i got plenty k
i might pull off with ya hoe
make her eat up the d+ck, like a dinner date
i gave her d+ck, she got thicker ain’t it?
i done went up for the picture i painted
308 choppa bullets, leave ’em fainted
he ain’t have a brain when they found him, he nameless
thick hoe, look bad and boujee
white hoe left off, shameless (b+tch, go)
don’t make me clap that toolie
bro cook white like [?] (uh, uh)

[chorus]
ay, we get it goin’ (goin’)
he catching bullets, terrell owens
jace on da beat, this bih’ spicy like onion
the goat b+tch, i’m already knowin’ (b+tch)
i don’t gotta see you clutching, i get a lil’ nervous i’m already blowing (ay) (b+tch)
that p+ssy she already showin’ (b+tch)
i’m the topkid, b+tch’ top of the morning (aye)
i know n+ggas that hop out a rental or stolo
but quick to hop out of the foreign
top kid be in demand, okay i’m tourin’
some of you n+ggas switch, okay i’m torn
i got some drip, that i ain’t even worn
i got some drip, that you can’t even afford
i’m the topkid monopoly, need me i’m for it
finna sl+t that b+tch out, so we shoot a lil’ p+rn (aye)
[outro]
for the new york (b+tch)
feel reborn (aye)
remorse for no n+gga, this real murda worth sh+t (bitc+)
on any day
i got plenty k
the d+ck like a dinner date
[you know she?], [p+ssy raining?]
i’m from the picture i painted (b+tch)

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