| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ooh yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Here we go again
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| It’s 7:47, y’all strapped in?
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| Off we go to London, Heathrow
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| Wednesday night, rushin' from show to show
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| You wanna know the real though
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| I got love for my peoples in Japan
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| To France, to Amsterdam, we keep it goin'
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| For the ones who ain’t knowin'
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| Still westside for life and I’m a worldwide nigga, get it
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| 1 — You make me feel just like flowin' (yes you do)
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| Damn, all my niggas and my people all kick it together
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| Everybody hear the beats of my songs
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| Internationally yours
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| I’ll be back a thousand times
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| To all my fans, I’ve read every one of your letters
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| I’ve been around the world and I, I, I
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| Internationally yours
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| Used to read about it
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| Now I see about it, be about it
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| And it’s so exciting
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| To have the opportunity to meet riders
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| Who don’t speak the same language as me
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| But know my record like they wrote it G
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| Switzerland and Germany
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| Light up a fat one, burn with me
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| Me and Sabrina on the train in Spain
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| Tongue kissin' like don’t nobody know our names
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| But it’s aiight though
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| I thought I’d never find love
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| That is until I met the 2 little French girls
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| Stood outside in the rain all day, just waitin' to say
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| That they was comin' to my show, and they was down to play
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| Hold up your lighters if you hear me right
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| All my people across the world, y’all feel me right
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| I’ll always keep it real with you
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| I’ll come and chill with you
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| Cuz you made all my dreams come true
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| I love you
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| This one goes out to all my people that
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| Threw they dubs up while drinkin' Koniak
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| And all the women with my symbol tatted on they back
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| Y’all crazy for that, but I feel you though
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| I guess, thanks for ridin' for the west
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| Now every damn time, I’ma give you my best
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| And get ya somethin' funky like deep in ya chest
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| Would you believe that I used to dream about it
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| I never thought I’d dream about the places I’ve seen
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| On a flight at 5:30, on the way to Belize
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| I thank the Lord on my way for the day that I’m given
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| And for not bein' dead or endin' up in prison
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| My decision to be a musician got me on this mission
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| Seems strange to hear foreign people screamin' my name
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| On a plane to Spain, doin' the exact same thing with no shame
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| Got game and use it, got love for the music
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| My dreams and ambition got me faced with this opposition
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| Now that I’m large, livin' my life like a superstar
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| They callin' me the man, cuz 'round the world I got fans
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| Ready for SoundScan, elevatin' through the southland
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| If it wasn’t for this music, what the hell would we do?
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| And if it wasn’t for this music, I’d probably have to rob you
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| I keep my head up, pray to God that he’ll come quick
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| So I can escape life on the street and keep y’all bumpin' my shit
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| Repeat 1 to fade |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Internationally Yours , by - Tq. Song from the album Tq the Second Coming Domestic Clean With Bonus Tracks Part 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп