Lyrics:
me
Spent four years for uni nothing to show for it
Call us leader of tomorrow such a fallacy
Every young youth now living in fantasy
Yahoo calling Omo
International echo
They said it was nothing but a worthless toy
Sign right here and you can be employed
Woke up startled in the state of joy
International
International echo
They said it was nothing but a worthless toy
Sign right here and you can be employed
Woke up startled in the state of joy
International
talk
Shut the fuck up it's all shit
Where's your sunroof homie you rocking the oh shit
400 years later and we still in chains
And it ain't just in your
It takes two to make the night alright
International!
Only you could make me feel so nice
International!
It takes years to get'yer pants that tight
That money I get this year
This year na my year......
That house man go build this year
This year na the year......
That talent go blow this year
on just a holding on
You're hurtin' oh so much
Feel the city heartbeat, feel the pulse in the streets
Can you feel the city heartbeat, can you feel
Love in the year 3000
It might be a different thing
Love in the year 3000
Love pulses on the solar wind so come on
You turn them on
They
International high man vibes
Never let ah man kill ma vibes
International high man vibes
Never let ah man kill ma vibes
look
international
Ohio to Nigeria
give
only handed back the Free World 'cause I was bored
This blunt is overwhelmingly large
This blunt has a pulse
This blunt looks like Ray J's dick
This
on just a holding on
You're hurtin' oh so much
Feel the city heartbeat, feel the pulse in the streets
Can you feel the city heartbeat, can you feel
Oh, talk to me nice
Oh, talk to me nice
Yea, talk to me nice
You gotta talk to me nice
If you talk to me, you gotta talk to me nice
International
Something in the air gotta nasty flow
US Mexico international
Got the extra sauce in the bag to go
Better ask someone cuz ya they know
If this my
monopolies
Except they collect a fee when you pass go
Crisis international
The government de facto
We got no control in this fiasco
Darker than the back
My life changed as I changed my squad (yeah yeah)
Bad energy be bygone (bawo)
This year them go feel my pulse (yeah yeah)
This life get the money
We the season has returned
DJ Khaled (Khaled, Khaled, Khaled)
We global now, we global
We international now, international
Nasir
Money fall
body
Feel like pussycats come out late night
No matter where they roam
They're always gonna come home to Tom Jones
Thirty years strong, never went
to go home
My Californian years
And our Osceola County home
Still all I ever hear
Are international dial tones
Each and every time I phone
International
cash, des putes des
Guns, de la beuh, la gloire, du Cristal
(International Hustlers)
Ils veulent des Merco, le pouvoir, le
Savoir, des manoirs, la belle
into serpent. (Exud. 7: 9 - 12)
Exodus 7:9-12 (New International Version)
9 “When Pharaoh says to you, ‘Perform a miracle,' then say to caron, ‘Take
a little flirt, gave herself a little cuddle
But there's no place here for the miniskirt waddle
Captial punishment she's last year's model
They call her
I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I'm a God fearin' hard workin' combine driver
Hoggin' up
night long
My pulse is speeding
My love is yearning
I hold my breath and close my eyes and
Dream about her
'Cause she's two thousand light years
more sitaki less
Nita share na mother anipe blessings
This year
I’m going local to international yeah
Aah this is my season and no one will steal my
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