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philthy rich - another foreign lyrics

[intro: jazz lazer]
ayy
ayy ayy ayy

[chorus: jazz lazer]
hop out another foreign, b-tch i’ma hop out another foreign, ayy
hop out another foreign, all these n-gg-s boring, they just tellin’ stories, ayy
rolls-royces back to back, maybach in back of that, watchin’ ’em bend the corner, ayy
this one’s from germany, this one’s from italy, i know these n-gg-s wish they could get rid of me, ayy
hop out another foreign, b-tch i’ma hop out another foreign, ayy
hop out another foreign, b-tch i’ma hop out another foreign, ayy
hop out another foreign, b-tch i’ma hop out another foreign, ayy
hop out another foreign, b-tch i’ma hop out another foreign, ayy

[verse 1: philthy rich]
hop out another foreign while these diamonds jump out the face
your baby mama p-ssy borin’, told that ho to hop out the wraith
it’s stars in my ceiling ho, centerfolds in my videos
i talk sh-t and i swallow spit, but i don’t never talk to no pillow ho
put in every foreign that n-gg- name, when i was broke, n-gg-s didn’t complain
everything big candy paint, your sh-t was sprayed with a can of paint
in the bentley with the breitling on, ap in the maserati
hundred thousand in my left pocket
and a bad b-tch that’s gon’ sell her body
n-gg-s play with me, they gon’ check about it
too many bulletholes, they can’t check the body
i just placed a call, and i placed a hit
n-gg-s pull up and get the check about it
your bm in my dm, i’m in a bm in the pm
if not n-gg-, i’m in the audi thing
just copped another diamond chain, it’s philthy

[verse 2: yowda]
went from the ghost to the drophead
the car look live but the top dead
bad b-tch on my p-ssenger, she from north africa
goons in the backseat, they mopheads
i hit the valet and they drop dead
million dollars in the driveway
rappers lookin’ at me sideways
but all this came up off the highway
tried to tell them n-gg-s crime pays
now it’s tension ’cause they didn’t listen
my neck glisten from the kitchen
i’m sh-ttin’, boy my roof is missin’
got lamb on the floor, stars in the ceiling
tint on the windows, it feel like i’m hidden
the ceiling console got a touch screen
the car do tricks as soon as i fill it
my money is up, same car as your idol
the engine purr like a kitten when it idle
you n-gg-s is leasin’ and i got the t-tle
the engine v12 and the doors suicidal
ballin’ on these n-gg-s like i was michael
jackson, jordan, tyson, and bodine
this would be floatin’, it feel like i’m boatin’
a shark in this b-tch and these streets is my ocean

[verse 3: zoey dollaz]
uh, dade county
hop out another foreign, with a bad b-tch lookin’ like she foreign, uh
hop out another foreign, my whip so big, lookin’ like we tourin’
these n-gg-s mad ’cause they whip is borin’
i’m ridin’ ’round with young steph curry
my dog a shooter, he’ll leave you buried
motherf-ck a shooter, i shoot him, hit his medulla
i left the dealer, had to get some new rims
your b-tch wanna do ’em, ain’t nothin’ new
brand new s-550, look at the view
i like the four door but i copped the coupe
got your b-tch ridin’ the shotgun, got another b-tch behind her
uh, so i got the two, ain’t no question that i’m f-ckin’ your boo
’cause the foreign white and black like pepé le pew
’cause the foreign white and black like pepé le pew

- philthy rich lyrics

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