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you
To a musical world tour
Uh
Stand up scream loud
For an encore
Come on
Fly with me fly with me
If you want more
Come on
It's an international voyage

where your from we should go and see
Italy Hong Kong Cali Miami Egypt Greek Pari
Plus Maori and a little bit Chile
International baby girl thats me
What's

them pesos
International money
I hate a nigga with no cash
Pockets looking funny
See me I'm all about a check
I can smell the money
Walk in this bitch

Chorus: 2X

Yea!

You know how the story goes

We start it off movin' slow

Then next thing you know, we're international

ATL Moscow and then-

I'm so high I'm just way up in the sky
Pull up get my passport stamped then I'm on a flight
International Reese window seats what I like
I ain't

I use to go to school do my thang/ get up out that bitch/I had to buss/plenty moves/my life I had to grip/ way before the dodi hit/ right before

life is a house and a 2 door
And go international, no stops on a G4
My lungs are getting darker by each cigarette smoke
People say id die before i reach

"Slow Jamz
" holla at your man

Old school like Melle Mel
Or we could go to the D where Drelle Drel
Or DC, PG, or ATL
Back in Chi, I mean my life like

I pull up to fashion week know I be styling
In Paris, London, Spun the block to New York (COZART)
I'm shitting on niggas just like it's a sport
You

Astroboy (And the Proles on Parade)

Buggles

The Age of Plastic

1980

All of those wild american bilinguals
Who talk to you in paris of their lonely lives
School days and last days out there in the midwest
They climb

Pound Cake/Paris Morton Music 2

Jimmy Smith

Nothing Was the Same

2013

Or work with their parents
But thinkin' back on how they treated me
My high school reunion might be worth an appearance
Make everybody have to go through

They say he's got powers, no
He say he don't have a hoe
He took me to Paris tho
Then spoken in Spanish
They say he's bilingual but he told me he just

From the backend, please bring the whole bag
Paris the fashion week then birthday bash
(Flare)
My New York bitch, I told her I was deadass
Went

(Verse 1)
European accent bag made in France
International girl she got stamps...
I'm talkin passport inked up
Visit every place
Livin out in Cali

agents pushing buttons
I'm dodging EDM bullets
Neo spine while I find
Paris Hilton in Ibiza
Kick her off and slap the skeezer
Having divas wilin' out

Yeah, you know it's Mr international Q, man
ScHoolboy on front of that, yeah, Top Dawg
Uh, uh, uh huh, uh huh, yeah
You know I go there, man
Q, GED,

longer, doctor?
I've got a plane to catch at three
I'm competing in the Bi-Annual International Amateur Salsa and Ballroom Dancing Championships in Paris

On the beat is Davido
Yeah yeah Shizzi e
Sina Rambo
New school things yeah

And I'll take you overseas girl
And I'll buy you diamond rings girl
I'll

And slip note 
No school no work no raincoat 
All fun televise that cable 
All good when ya mind enabled

All up in that halo 
Feelin heavenlyyyy
Wings up

Knew I was made for this right off the rip
Payed for my sister to take a few trips
Both of my parents retired and covered in drip
Flew out to Paris

of all my dreams
a collage of delights
act one

glorious
lush
celebration of life

sorbet school of painting a paris
years of training

thank you merci