Текст песни TQ f Homie - Internationally Yours
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[Verse 1: TQ]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahOoh yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahHere we go againIt`s 7:47, y`all strapped in?Off we go to London, we flowWednesday night, rushin` from show to showYou wanna know the real thoughI got love for my peoples in JapanTo France, to Amsterdam, we keep it goin`For the ones who ain`t knowin`Still westside for life and I`m a worldwide nigga, get it[Chorus: TQ]You make me feel just like flowin` (yes you do)Damn, all my niggas and my people all kick it togetherEverybody hear the beats of my songsInternationally yoursI`ll be back a thousand timesTo all my fans, I`ve read every one of your lettersI`ve been around the world and I, I, IInternationally yours[Verse 2: TQ]Used to read about itNow I see about it, be about itAnd it`s so excitingTo have the opportunity to meet ridersWho don`t speak the same language as meBut know my record like they wrote it GSwitzerland and GermanyLight up a fat one, burn with meMe and Sabrina on the train in SpainTongue kissin` like don`t nobody know our namesBut it`s aiight thoughI thought I`d never find loveThat is until I met the 2 little French girlsStood outside in the rain all day, just waitin` to sayThat they was comin` to my show, and they was down to playHold up your lighters if you hear me rightAll my people across the world, y`all feel me rightI`ll always keep it real with youI`ll come and chill with youCuz you made all my dreams come trueI love you[Chorus: TQ]You make me feel just like flowin` (yes you do)Damn, all my niggas and my people all kick it togetherEverybody hear the beats of my songsInternationally yoursI`ll be back a thousand timesTo all my fans, I`ve read every one of your lettersI`ve been around the world and I, I, IInternationally yours[Bridge: TQ]This one goes out to all my people thatThrew they dubs up while drinkin` KoniakAnd all the women with my symbol tatted on they backY`all crazy for that, but I feel you thoughI guess, thanks for ridin` for the westNow every damn time, I`ma give you my bestAnd get ya somethin` funky like deep in ya chestWould you believe that I used to dream about it[Verse 4: Homie]I never thought I`d dream about the places I`ve seenOn a flight at 5:30, on the way to BelizeI thank the Lord on my way for the day that I`m givenAnd for not bein` dead or endin` up in prisonMy decision to be a musician got me on this missionSeems strange to hear foreign people screamin` my nameOn a plane to Spain, doin` the exact same thing with no shameGot game and use it, got love for the musicMy dreams and ambition got me faced with this oppositionNow that I`m large, livin` my life like a superstarThey callin` me the man, cuz `round the world I got fansReady for SoundScan, elevatin` through the southlandIf it wasn`t for this music, what the hell would I do?And if it wasn`t for this music, I`d probably have to rob youI keep my head up, pray to God that he`ll come quickSo I can escape life on the street and keep y`all bumpin` my shitChorus x3: TQYou make me feel just like flowin` (yes you do)Damn, all my niggas and my people all kick it togetherEverybody hear the beats of my songsInternationally yoursI`ll be back a thousand timesTo all my fans, I`ve read every one of your lettersI`ve been around the world and I, I, IInternationally yours