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mac pac, wasmaname - foreign exchange lyrics

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{produced by: young kico reese}
{intro: macpac}
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s (skrrt)
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
{hook 1: macpac}
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
foreign exchange, foreign foreign exchange foreign foreign foreign
foreign exchange foreign exchange foreign foreign foreign

{verse 1 macpac}
ya i donate a billion euro’s to the orphanage, i got some change 4 change dawg my life 4 ya life man wouldn’t b a fair exchange naw cause i pull up n hop put the range wit foreign b-tches from brazil dismounted from a plane, ima keep it it real wit dem n-gg- glocky in the whip and am c-cky n-gg- rockin’ 24k gold chains n-gg- while am sippin’ on some orange juice and some gin n-gg- black power ranger, i don’t not eff with dem, they say mon look strange, arrange o rearrange my bff’s a stranger benjamin franklin, f-ck your vv’s that’s bb’s on bmw’s, tryna text my accountant man ain’t no service on the mount everest, big b’s ya i deposit a large amount of mula in a new bank account at the world bank(word) i’ve been puttin’ work, gave you lames game, f-ck it i got that good drank n dank too, billionaire banker we don have the same tantamount, fresh outta dead countin’ n recountin’ some bread, they know am ahead if she got good head come n bust a trip and come and b my tourist, fleek of the wrist, designer n new threads cosigned for my mama, i don’t read the script i just take the lead foreign feature godfather rap lets f-ck up some commas lets f-ck up some decimals and then go wild like some animals catch me rollin’ thru the trap wit my doors open

{hook 2: macpac}
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
foreign exchange, foreign foreign exchange foreign foreign foreign
foreign exchange foreign exchange foreign foreign foreign

{verse 2: wasmaname}
intermission
i’ma pull up in a stolen automotive with a knife in the ignition
i don’t even play it subtle burst the bubble of a wish kid
every prayer falls on deaf ears
you can try all you want but let’s get clear
it don’t matter where you from
keep my name out your mouth cuz this year
i’m entering a new era
my blue period, its heer
real bl–dy, real sad, good guy meet bad peace pipe try ganja
everybody, deal glad bags fulla rag weed sad sacks with a hefty hefty hunger
bout to go under, i was born there and now i’m coming undone, huh, rise from the dead like a walker when i rock, b-m, stuff it like munchie ya can suck a f-ckin sock dog
yeah
and i mean it when i say it
only reason that i think and then relay it
only reason that i sit here and i lay it
is if i don’t get it out then no doubt i’ma f-ckin spray it
a steady stream is better when i got a problem
and if i can’t be f-ckin bothered to go holler
last thing i’m about to do is wallow
you been suckin consistently maybe this’ll make you swallow

{hook 2: macpac}
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
i might pull up in a foreign with some foreign hoes(skrrt), i might pull in a foreign with some foreign o’s(skrrt)
foreign exchange, foreign foreign exchange foreign foreign foreign
foreign exchange foreign foreign exchange foreign foreign foreign

{outro: macpac}
i gotta mac, i got that tech, hoes on deck, catchin some rec with my thots, (woo), i had to lit up my neck, gettin’ that check for my thoughts, (woo) pourin’ and sippin’ on act through the drought was off off for a sec, now am back chasin that bag, i get that bag she gon’ count and recount it until she gets a nervous wreck and to a heck i need a money machine, pe so was my favorite subject pablo escobar (woo)



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