Lyrics:
signal lights, paid the bills and a traffic fine
Gettin' through these doors that's been so slow
L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines
And step she did to the straight A's
Then college, the master degree
She hired the heifers that jumped her
And made everyone of them work for free?
No!
Scrape the craters of the brain for data
Old scriptures on withered paper
Beginnin take shape and form
When the Gods get on it and crash your college
Scrape the craters of the brain for data
Old scriptures on withered paper
Beginnin take shape and form
When the Gods get on it and crash your college
big enough nuts (retreat)
I'm ready to wet 'em up like cereal
Just an international playa, comin' through your stereo
[Chorus: x2]
3-5-7
to the straight as
Then college, the master degree
She hired the heifers that jumped her
And made everyone of them work for free?
Know, why?
So what if my sisters
And step she did to the straight A's
Then college, the master degree
She hired the heifers that jumped her
And made everyone of them work for free?
No!
(Tim Wilson/Dean Daugherty)
Timothy Wilson Music (BMI)/Admin. by Copyright International/Lowery Music (BMI)
Tim Wilson lyrics
Ricky Tidwell was
the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreat
I'm ready to wet 'em up like cereal
Just an international player, coming through your stereo
Ain't no thang but
Yeah
Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot
Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot
Ladies, make it hot, girls, make it hot
Mr. International
after this, I'm boardin' the plane (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm high off life, I'm takin' international flights
I like that? Then I'm coppin'
Amsterdam
Chicas from Venezuela
We international
Infamous gang
We international
College dropout
But I got class
No cap
Niggas been creeping my style
No
shit, no bat though
I am who i am when the apps close
We all love rap but hate the politics
We all help thy siblings get through colleges
Broken home
international
My foreign exchange, but always in the capitol
Straight cash advances, while you be calling
Your label all day, hoping someone answers
I flow
Sa amin ay walang tumatanggap mababa daw kasi ang aming pinag-aralan
Eh college level lang naman ang tinapos ko
Sa hirap ng buhay kailangan kong
off my dashboard
Whippin' in the 6 Sport (6 Sport)
Ballin' got a resort
I done seen this all before (20/20 vision)
International, need a passport
Flew
arrogance is enormous
Look at you, so proud of graduatin' through college
But talkin' is not walkin', intelligence isn't knowledge
While you were hittin'
the chicken suit
You slippin' duke, I got proof, spit truth in the club
So the colleges man, we get so loose, what's the use?
You slippin' duke, how America
ill, sister lil, swallowing dick for pills and fentanyl
Whites go to college just to buy up big business
While my njggas sell trauma and die in
of that fateful day
And I know that she feels the same
Look at us now, a couple college kids
Trying to get their fix of international fun
I know it ain't
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
International, domestic, Chicago, Ohio, Seattle
(Move through the city like rapid transit)
Everywhere we go now, I'm dead serious
You fuckin? with "The Best Damn
Ich hab' es gesagt und getan, ja
(Oh Shit) Guck, die ganze Luft voll Duman, ja
(Oh Shit) Ich fühl' mich wie der Quarterback am College
Ich könnte,
remember Attica
but don't forget to pat a few
other on the back as a matter of fact
sister Asatta Shakur and Geronimo Pratt
'cause Amnesty international
is
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