Lyrics:
Fantasizing your accent
Asking if you can sit that
Fatty down, fatty down
Pants look like hand me downs
Momma must be proud
Poppa probably hate it though
Ow
back in the lab with a pen and a pad
Writing this shit til' my brains gone mad
So dya like my bars and my accent
Love the way I spray like a Mac-10
See
Sell your cells roommate space near dwellers lost at travel
I don't think you'd catch me hear are accents distorted words
Attitudes speaks loudest here
at the stars
Andromeda on my radar
Finna launch before second lunch
Can tell the accent from the eastern part
Of Europa, the scent from Dior shops
Ball up, we
can't get
Firemane trick, chem strain bitch
All this chem strain making my brain twitch
They say why u got an accent I say bitch that's how I talk
Man
glow
And she'd be there front-row-centre taking notes
She stole all my outfits, every detail, every stitch
And then she stole eyebrows and my accent
weird you sometimes get on public transports
And people have different accents when you get off the other end?'
They said 'Yes'
I said 'It's mad isn't
the accent slip
Spillin the pain from top of the chest
Strainin to hold on the slap
Cough & then kick
Pulling a whole in him chest
Yeah
No fly witness
and spitting bars
Had him feeling so happy despite the little applause
His accent was too heavy
His rap name was too cringy
Is all kept hearing but yet he still
an accent or you're rich as Fifty Cent
I'll treat you the same, and those that won't listen
What a shame shame shame
you didn't know
They said I got an accent it heavy (Yes sir)
I can't change that
I'm From port au prince Haiti (Sak pasé)
Where the reals at
Media's
in two
So don't be blaming us
When they are done
Jack the name
Try and be one of us
A British accent
You can't be one of us
Stop playing games
kids they fiending for the fix
Gwan bwoy a tell dem, dem want fi know
Yeah my accent is real this ain't views from the 6
Nah I ain't taking no shots,
If
accent
Sans détour ni serment
Sans complexe ni gêne
J't'aime tout court
Sans une limite de temps
Au passé, au présent
Bien au-delà du rêve
Tous ces mots ce
judo
I just wanna live my life lavish
If we talking money that's my language
Drinking on a island wit' a bad bitch
I like all my bitches wit' a accent
plusieurs fois dans la semaine
Et j'suis paro mon cœur y part au quart de tour
Elle a craqué sur mon p'ti accent du Nord
Les apparences moi je m'en bats les
a rose—need that Val Kilmer Batmobile
I’m sorry girl, but I ain’t talkin Christian Bale
Funny how money and an accent equal sex appeal
I got no gear, but my
Everybody thought that I really have a heavy accent
Naaaah
I was trying to make a point
I do speak a perfect English and I have a citizenship too
Ahhhh
I do
French girl, American accent
Brown eyes, a picturesque smirking
Armed with a stare I can't forget
She stormed up the bastile in my head
I wish I had
accent
Cause what I have is more than talent
I've been feeling reckless with a passion
Got it boiling up inside of me - acid
Had to focus on the music not
like metal to a magnet
Deal with different money, different people, different accents
Moving forward, can't catch me back-tracking
So if you give me
Better get rid of your accent...
ANITA
Life can be bright in America
BOYS
If you can fight in America
GIRLS
Life is alright in America
BOYS
If you're
Fine Zed ting with an accent fronting like she ain't from round here
Quit the caping (Quit the caping)
I might be new to you but I'm not new to this
I
Avec son accent de bouffeur de baguette
C'est dégueulasse, c'est gênant
C'est plutôt décevant
C'est nul et un peu malaisant
C'est quoi cette merde
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