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zeetee - foreign exchange lyrics

[intro]
what’s wrong with this clown, circus—
cir+cir+circus, stand+up guy
i call you eddie murphy ‘cah you’re funny as f+ck
‘cah you’re funny as f+ck, cir+cir—, ‘cah you’re funny as f+ck
cir+cir—, what’s wrong with this clown? circus—
‘cah you’re funny as f+ck
what’s wrong with this clown? circus—
‘cah you’re funny as f+ck, cir+cir—
what’s wrong with this clown? circus—
‘cah you’re funny as f+ck
[chorus]
i got a bad lil’ mil’ from russia, loved by loads
every time we meet, she loves to pay
i+i don’t think you know ’bout thuggin’ like that
that’s what i call me a foreign exchange
me and+me and them, we was never the same (we was never the same)
well, i f+cked off colly for an ot train
in a next mans spot with kelly and kane
i was seventeen wet from a rainy day (yuck)
pa+pa+packs are bruckin’ down buds
i’ll fly this bag and stuff this tray
fly this quick, man i love this sh+t
double this flip and lay in my cakе
i’ll+i’ll don’t give a f+ck ’bout a phone back bro
pleasе get the f+ck out my fray
and we’re stackin’ up p’s, i don’t give a f+ck ’bout them
but, i want everythin’, please give me my change

[verse]
i’m madeleine mccann, but the trappy version
’cause i was in o when they thought i went missin’
easyjet, the way i fly them packets ‘cah we got the cheapest tickets
what’s+what’s wrong with all of these yutes? they’re mental
toddler syndrome, my n+ggas be kiddin’ (what’s wrong with the guys?)
told my mum ”so i’m finna get rich”
now i won’t stop ’til i make it the richest (no way)
local vet, 24s i’m open, i took them cats, made me some kittens
how+how you think i got the phone line rippin’
grouchin’ nitties, but i don’t give no pity (none)
i’m in the trap house, now, n+ggas can’t stay awake, it’s silly
run to the money so fast, no patience
bro, i just pray that a n+gga ain’t trippin’
what’s+what’s wrong with this clown? circus punk, comedian pr+ck
he never been a stand+up guy
i call you eddie murphy ‘cah you’re funny as f+ck (ha, ha)
what’s+what’s wrong with this clown? circus punk, comedian pr+ck
he never been a stand+up guy (ha, ha)
i got love for bro, sold me a f+cked up pack
still diced in to rocks, what’s wrong with this don?
would+would+would’ve it’s [?] kitchen the way i got it all gone
this girl wanna cuff, but i wanna tump
she want me locked with the federal b+tch (f+ck it)
me and teeway, lilo & stitch (bro)
o hunna, that’s the way that i live
[chorus]
i got a bad lil’ mil’ from russia, loved by loads
every time we meet, she loves to pay (she loves to pay)
i+i don’t think you know ’bout thuggin’ like that
that’s what i call me a foreign exchange (a foreign exchange)
me and+me and them, we was never the same
well, i f+cked off colly for an ot train
in a next mans spot with kelly and kane
i was seventeen wet from a rainy day
i’ll fly this bag and stuff this tray
fly this quick, man i love this sh+t
double this flip and lay in my cake (come on)
i’ll+i’ll don’t give a f+ck ’bout a phone back bro
please get the f+ck out my fray
and we’re stackin’ up p’s, i don’t give a f+ck ’bout them
but, i want everythin’, please give me my change (ayy, gimme that)

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