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sadh ari – born foreign lyrics

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[intro:]
skyroc
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
ari

[verse 1: sadh ari]

drop top benz
cuban link – cut my hands, aye
i don’t wanna fle(x)
fendi money dance
plenty money dance

all the lean, all the lean, all the lean, all the lean, all the lean, all the lean, all the lean
too much lean, too much dope
what i slang, on the road
come with me
and i’ll show
where with a bag, you could go

bleed out my sleeves
run with some thieves
moving at night, when n0body sees
you’re running your keys
feeling the breeze
i’m behind like “b-tch please”

i was born foreign
and my wrist soaring
i was born foreign
champagne pouring

i was born foreign
and my wrist soaring
i was born foreign
champagne pouring (aye)

- sadh ari lyrics

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