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foreigner (remix) - ripsi winelover lyrics

[intro]
uh?
808melo
traphouse mob (woo)
this is a melo beat (it’s big 092mlboa)

[verse 1: ripsi winelover]
b*tch i ain’t normal i love to get f*cked
the d*ck feels so good and i make him pull
out because i don’t want his babies b*tch
i twerk on him in the club b*tch
and i see his girlfriend getting jealous
and i love to see that
he stick it in my p*ssy b*tch
and he making me scream
and cream b*tch he give me
a hickey on my neck b*tch
and he pull my tracks while
he hitting it from the back b*tch

[chorus]
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner (woo)
foreigner (uh?)
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner
foreigner

[verse 2: pop smoke & ripsi winelover]
my b*tch a foreigner and she love to f*ck
she suck it up, make her fall in love
put that on her tongue, perky on her tongue
she do the walks for us (walk that sh*t), make her one of us
the gas that i’m smokin’ potent
ice on my neck snowin’
i’m dark skin, glowin’
off the perky, i’m rollin’
valet, park it
(foreigner)
i’m screamin’, i’m barkin’
they like, “poppy, why you startin’?”
pop a perc’, go r*t*rded (woo)
they know i’m wildin’, i need that respect
seven hundred grams, icy baguettes
pop smoke, n*ggas know i’m up next
drac’ keep on shootin’ until it’s none left
i’m 823, yeah, i throw up the set
twenty years old, but i move like the vet
you talk out your mouth, you better invest in a vest
n*gga, ’cause you could get left
your b*tch is a foreigner, huh?
i f*ck her and pass her
show her the difference between a dog and a master
lamborghini truck, floorin’
got your b*tch in the back whorin’
she like, “papi, i adore you”
i’m like, “baby, i ain’t normal,” rrr
[chorus]
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner (woo)
foreigner (uh?)
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner
foreigner

[verse 2: a boogie wit da hoodie]
hoodie on, it get scary
bl**dy mary, bl**dy mary
christian dior i need more
don’t do saint laurent anymore
yeah, na*na*na, let it off
yeah, let’s go
yeah, forty*five in my drawers
and they say i sound like a dog, hah
on god, i meant fraud
i was in all the stores
i bought every hermes scarf, yeah
do you feel me?
thousand pair of mike amiris
but i still need more
i could go on and on, yeah
i ain’t even gotta talk, yeah
chopper go na*na*na
hoodie on with a semi
young n*gga with a richie
young n*gga with a richie
the richie the one that had came with the big head, n*gga, jimmy
headshot, that’s a jimmy
big dawg in my city
k!ll a opp in this b*tch
red dot to her titty, yeah

[chorus]
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner (woo)
foreigner (uh?)
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner
foreigner

[bridge: ripsi winelover]
he give me hickeys on my titty
and it left a bruise b*tch
he slap my ass and make it red b*tch
ooh deepthroat b*tch
assume the position

[chorus]
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner (woo)
foreigner (uh?)
foreigner (grrt)
foreigner (bah)
foreigner
foreigner

- ripsi winelover lyrics

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