POP SMOKE - FOREIGNER (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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POP SMOKE - FOREIGNER (en) Lyrics
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808Melo
Traphouse Mob (Woo)
This is a Melo Beat (It's
Big 092MLBOA)
Foreigner (Grrt)
Foreigner (Bah)
Foreigner (Woo)
Foreigner (Uh?)
Foreigner
My bitch a foreigner and
she love to fuck
She suck it up, make her fall in love
Put that on her tongue,
Perky on her tongue
She do the walks for us (Walk that
shit), make her one of us
The gas that I'm smokin' potent
Ice on my neck snowin'
I'm dark skin, glowin'
Off the Perky, I'm rollin'
Valet, park it
I'm screamin', I'm barkin'
They like, "Poppy, why you startin'?"
Pop a Perc', go retarded (Woo)
They know I'm wildin',
I need that respect
Seven hundred grams, icy baguettes
Pop Smoke, niggas know I'm up next
Drac' keep on shootin'
until it's none left
I'm 823, yeah, I throw up the set
Twenty years old, but
I move like the vet
You talk out your mouth, you
better invest in a vest
Nigga, 'cause you could get left
Your bitch is a foreigner, huh?
I fuck her and pass her
Show her the difference between
a dog and a master
Lamborghini truck, floorin'
Got your bitch in the back whorin'
She like, "Papi, I adore you"
I'm like, "Baby, I ain't normal," rrr
Hoodie on, it get scary
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
Christian Dior I need more
Don't do Saint Laurent anymore
Yeah, na-na-na, let it off
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, forty-five in my drawers
And they say I sound like a dog, hah
On God, I meant fraud
I was in all the stores
I bought every Hermes scarf, yeah
Do you feel me?
Thousand pair of Mike Amiris
But I still need more
I could go on and on, yeah
I ain't even gotta talk, yeah
Chopper go na-na-na
Hoodie on with a semi
Young nigga with a Richie
The Richie the one that had came
with the big head, nigga, Jimmy
Headshot, that's a jimmy
Big dawg in my city
Kill a opp in this bitch
Red dot to her titty, yeah
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