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Bài hát foreign do ca sĩ Playboi Carti thuộc thể loại R&b/hip Hop/rap. Tìm loi bai hat foreign - Playboi Carti ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát Foreign chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Lời bài hát: Foreign

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

Ooh, hop in that muh***in' form Ain't that muh***a be wrong? Big gun, big head, show him City to city, I'm torn LaCarte, I'm ready to pour I love my diamonds, they're gone *** with your bitch, yeah, she left in the mornin' Diamonds, they skatin' on ice Run it up, bitch, and we rise Ayy, hurt your feelings with the price Everything come with a price Everything come with a price Hundred thousand, yeah, my price Too many rings, I got mic I get that muh***a mic I get that muh***a act I took your bitch, it come trite Pass me the muh***a mic I'm in the lobby, I'm pipe I took that bitch, it come pipe Shawty won't *** on the pipe Uh, uh, what? Shawty gon' lick on the pipe I got the strap, I could die I got the strap, I don't fight My diamond, they ice, they aight My diamond, they ice, they bite Your diamond, they aight, aight Asked her lil' bitch, what's her type? Ooh, hop in that muh***a phone And that muh***a be wrong? Big gun, big head, show him City to city, I'm torn LaCarte, I'm ready to pour I love my diamonds, they're gone *** with your bitch, yeah, she left in the mornin' Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds Empty your pockets and pay the lil' homies I got power moves in the lobby I got power moves right behind me Cranberry drip with the red I'ma just pull up and bop it Walk in the lobby like Gotti You can't trust me, I'm too poppy These niggas, they tryin' to pop it Used to be Robby Molly Santana, y'all lock it Spend a bit, callin' me poppy She ride me like a Bugatti Hop in the phone for the mileage Pick the booth up, bitch, I'm tied Put it up, it never tie Ooh, hop in that muh***a phone And that muh***a be wrong? Big gun, big head, show him City to city, I'm torn LaCarte, I'm ready to pour I love my diamonds, they're gone *** with your bitch, yeah, she left in the mornin'

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