Lyrics:
rich is his charisma
You can almost hear it sing
He skims the rules
And bells begin to ring
Chinese cashiers can feel it now
Grand old gals
I'ma start a pandemic just like Chinese
Countin' up while watching Netflix, Stranger Things
Niggas ain't ballin', they can never ever make the team
哥巴不得再变回killer保险关了
突突突让他们双眼闭了
我有种能让你上头的魔法
都不用把外套脱下
哥老倌希望给他们个说法
爷办事从来不拖沓
更高速度俱乐部踩太昂
在flexroom的妹儿会都跟到晃
Chinese style English讲到爽
我22就上了福布斯榜
几十台camera三四排记者
问我头发哪里剃的
on their feet
Past stalls with leather jackets, old bric-a-brac
Indian sunglasses or a Chinese bobble hat
Tramps stare in the window of the local
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walkin' through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was lookin' for the place called Lee Ho Fooks
She told me about a strange Chinese restaurant
In North Canton, Ohio
A five-year-old girl was discovered in a freezer
Murdered by her mother
Her mom
All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance
Don't you know?
If they move too quick
They're falling down like a domino
All
it's also the words from our direction, out the homeboy section
Kicking like Bruce Lee "Chinese Connection"
On stereo, never ever mono
On wax, yes,
Kickin' like Bruce Lee's Chinese connection
On stereo, never ever mind, no
All wax, yes I'm talkin' about vinyl
They said stop freeze, I got froze up
All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don't you know?
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino
eggs
Put my heart into spending my legal tender
Ain't you mister charismatic?
Where the fuck's your fundamentals, huh?
I’m getting too old for this
This moncler thats on me getting old, I need a change
Lately I just seen more value in the money that I make
Like I gotta fill this tank,
Take
the hoes call me Tunechi
Rockin' Louis while the pot brewin'
With a Chinese bitch that look like thot suey
Told the straight hoes I'm taken
Told the gay
the
China Sea
I think I'm sinkin' fast
This call is probably my last
I'm throwin' out a life line
And I'm doin' it for old time's sake
Though I know
a run away truck he was giving them a beating
And the stakes got higher than a Chinese kite, the stranger
Kept getting hot till every cent everybody
God I get it right
It's something that you do
With confidence and ease
I'm clumsier than you
This might come out Chinese
But come and fill my heart
Its
on Sunday
I'm the kind of nigga you'll work all night fo',
Won't discriminate, I'll pimp a Chinese-White ho
You never seen money with a black man's face,
But
Did you ever think when you eat Chinese,
It ain't pork or chicken but a fat siamese?
Yet the food tastes great, so you don't complain.
But that's not
Bring it back tie you up
Treat you like a Chinese store
Nigga and chop you up you feel that nigga
He play around we gon' kill that nigga
How you feel
grill
And not the kind you put franks on
I'm hidin' out, so my meals is home cooked
I deal wit more ho's than
A chinese phone book
You're high with your
For coughs and colds and scabby holes
Itchy pimples, unseemly moles
For funny turns and Chinese burns
For aching heads we're most concerned
For
Let's dance the blues
Let's dance the blues
Under the megawatt moonlight
Pretend to be chinese,
(one-hung-low)
I'll make you wear red shoes
There's
concerned, as as far as I'm concerned
You don't have to be black, white, Chinese or anything really
Just enjoy, shut up, listen and dance
It's all eggs,
The man I chose to govern me
And twenty million others
Is not from Yale or Harvard,
He's from dear old Warner Brothers.
Yesterday they told him
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