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lirik lagu foreigns – sean tha don

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verse 1: sean the don
go mj recordin
dancin’ like jackson but i’m ballin like jordan (jordan!)
i stay getting paid but i do not think that thats whats important
bars on some ice sh*t, but these rhymes ain’t gettin deported (deported!)
hol’ up
yuh
shoes on saint laurent
imma f*ck your baby’s mom, (mom!)
told b*tch keep her name out my mouth
but i still got her screaming out ‘sean’
hol’ up
yeah
yeah
post in the yota with tim
can’t see sh*t thru the tints (tints!)
but he still whippin’ the benz
hol’ up i’ll pass it to him

verse 2: slim tim
cookin up dope in the lab
smokin backwoods, no dab
yeah im the rick to his morty
pull up and we bangin’ that 40 (doot doot doo)
i f*ck her then f*ck on her friends
all of these b*tches be 10s (woo!)
you know i stay sippin on lean
sippin on sprite wit codeine (goopy goopy)
pull up we get to glockin
feel like kodak droppin no flockin
carry around 30 gs
im as great as i can be (ooh)
iverson reppin that 3
3 girls all up on me (swish)
you know imma slide on that l!ck
see the song and you know you gon’ cl!ck (choppa)
copped a rari we takin a fl!ck
she pull up and suck on my d*ck
you know we about to be touring
peace out, we dippin in foreigns

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