Andrę Wolff - foreigner

Wide awake at all my nights I'm yelling oh my days
All my influences bad I'm feeling Omah Lay
Foreigner, Hop in whips which are foreign uh
Never flinch when death's at the door you know
Kill the beat, have a talk with the coroner
Get all my wheels turned like a 4Runner
When I hop up on the scene
John Luther with the jeans
I'm by my money
L M N O with Ps
The women over me
I never seem to keep em
Can't keep that shit, yeah
Daredevil overseas
There's nothing I can't see
Don't aim at me and plead
I am never aim to please
Unless it's sex
I'm with foreplay, no Keeya Keys
Never backed into a corner yeah
I done met a lot of women
Like it when they forward yeah
Baby hop into my whip and push it like a foreign yeah
Push it like a foreigner
Push it like a foreigner
Push it like a foreigner
Yeah, Straight and I'm clean
People around you are fake and it seems
Fat boy jeans how they rip out the seams
Don't compromise when it comes to the team
Rock Dior, Billy Jean Billy Jean
Dark skinned ting wants to fuck with a G
Bobby Fischer how I move with the queens
Body proportionate
My bros don't know what caution is
Came with the heat like an arsonist
Henry finesse when Arsène is
Drawing up the X&Os
You never catch me hanging next to those
Who pray my end is near & friend my foes
Ballerina, how I been on my toes, yeah
Never backed into a corner yeah
I done met a lot of women
Like it when they forward yeah
Baby hop into my whip and push it like a foreign yeah
Push it like a foreigner
Push it like a foreigner
Push it like a
Never backed into a corner yeah
I done met a lot of women
Like it when they forward yeah
Baby hop into my whip and push it like a foreign yeah
Push it like a foreigner
Push it like a foreigner
Push it like a foreigner

Written by:
Ameh Dan-Ugo, Cindy Suyaa

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