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TQ - Internationally Yours
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747, y'all strapped in
Off we go to London, we flow
Wednesday night, rushin from show to show
You wanna know the real though
I got love for my peoples in Japan
To France, to Amsterdam, who keep it goin
For the ones who ain't knowin
Still westside for life
An I'm a worldwide nigga, get it
(Chorus)
You make me feel just like home
Damn, how I love to see my people all kick it together
You gotta hear the beats in my songs
Internationally yours
I'll be back a thousand times
To all my girls, I've read every one of your letters
I've been around the world and I, I, I
Internationally yours
Used to read about it
Now I see about it
Be about it
And it's so exciting
To have the opportunity to meet riders
Who don't speak the same language as me
But know my record like they wrote it G
Switzerland and Germany
Light up a fat one, burn with me
Me and Sabrina on the train in Spain
Tongue kissin like don't nobody know our names
But it's aiight though
I thought I'd never find love
That is until I met the 2 little French girls
Stood outside in the rain all day
Just waitin to say
That they was comin to my show
And they was down to pay
Hold up your lighters if you hear me right
All my people across the world
Y'all feel me right
I'll always keep it real with you
I'll come and chill with you
Cuz you made all my dreams come true
I love you
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
This one goes out to all my people that
Threw they dubs up while drinkin Koniak
And all the women with my symbol tatted on they back
Y'all crazy for that, but I feel you though
I guess, thanks for ridin for the west
Now every damn time, I'ma give you my best
And hit ya somethin funky like deep in ya chest
Would you believe that I used to dream about it
[Homie]
I never thought I'd dream
About the places I've seen
On a flight at 5:30
On the way to Belize
I thank the Lord on my way
For the day that I'm given
And for not bein dead
Or endin up in prison
My decision to be a musician
Got me on this mission
Seems strange to hear
Foreign people screamin my name
On a plane to Spain
Doin the exact same thing with no shame
Got game and use it
Got love for the music
[Homies]
My dreams and ambition
Got me faced with this opposition
Now that I'm large
Livin my life like a superstar
They callin me the man
Cuz round the world I got fans
Ready for SoundScan
Elevatin through the southland
If it wasn't for this music
What the hell would we do
And if it wasn't for this music
I'd probably have to rob you
I keep my head up
Pray to God that he'll come quick
So I can escape life on the street
And keep y'all bumpin my shit
(Chorus)