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JustZeke - Foreigns & Fashion Lyrics



JustZeke - Foreigns & Fashion Lyrics
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She like money, she like shoppin', she like spendin' time with me
She like foreigns, she like fashion, she like sparkin' up the weed
She f*ckin' with me cause I'm real, it ain't no mistakin' me
She know for her I catch a B, when we shop we coppin' three but
I got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
Got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
She my lil' baby and I love her, so she gon' hit that play for me
If she like it and she want it, then she know I'm gon' pay that fee
I got them hoes, but when I'm with you, I put my phone on DND
But, f*ck them hoes, cause they ain't you, cause you the one they wanna be
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I told that boy, get out my lane, just call me Zeke, or call me Jugg
But please don't call me out my name
Got tired of playin' with them rookies, you turned me up to Hall of Fame
She was there when I was broke, but now I'm up, we makin' change
She like Gucci and Chanel, so I gotta get it for her
We just ran off for some errands, we end up in the store
Old bitch, she hit my line, I gotta hit ignore
She be beggin' for my, and I gotta give it to her
Was in New York, then hit the A, we outta town, I'm takin' trips
I'm in the club, and she just text me she tryna f*ck, I gotta dip
She f*ck me good, we hittin' Saks, and I might cash out on some Rick's
She like a kid when he get mad, cause she get dressed and throw on fi-
In shit they never seen
I just pulled up, me and Wok, this ain't Promethazine
Yeah, uh, I'm bout to clear the scene
Got tired of sleepin', had to wake up, I had to chase my dreams
Yeah, uh, you know I'm ridin' for my baby
I just hit her in her S-class, we gon' name the kid Mercedes
I'ma let her count the backend from my shows after they pay me
If I don't answer when she call, she blow me up, I think she crazy
She like money, she like shoppin', she like spendin' time with me
She like foreigns, she like fashion, she like sparkin' up the weed
She f*ckin' with me cause I'm real, it ain't no mistakin' me
She know for her, I catch a B, when we shop, we coppin' three but
I got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
Got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
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She like money, she like shoppin', she like spendin' time with me
She like foreigns, she like fashion, she like sparkin' up the weed
She f*ckin' with me cause I'm real, it ain't no mistakin' me
She know for her I catch a B, when we shop we coppin' three but
I got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
Got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
She my lil' baby and I love her, so she gon' hit that play for me
If she like it and she want it, then she know I'm gon' pay that fee
I got them hoes, but when I'm with you, I put my phone on DND
But, f*ck them hoes, cause they ain't you, cause you the one they wanna be
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I told that boy, get out my lane, just call me Zeke, or call me Jugg
But please don't call me out my name
Got tired of playin' with them rookies, you turned me up to Hall of Fame
She was there when I was broke, but now I'm up, we makin' change
She like Gucci and Chanel, so I gotta get it for her
We just ran off for some errands, we end up in the store
Old bitch, she hit my line, I gotta hit ignore
She be beggin' for my, and I gotta give it to her
Was in New York, then hit the A, we outta town, I'm takin' trips
I'm in the club, and she just text me she tryna f*ck, I gotta dip
She f*ck me good, we hittin' Saks, and I might cash out on some Rick's
She like a kid when he get mad, cause she get dressed and throw on fi-
In shit they never seen
I just pulled up, me and Wok, this ain't Promethazine
Yeah, uh, I'm bout to clear the scene
Got tired of sleepin', had to wake up, I had to chase my dreams
Yeah, uh, you know I'm ridin' for my baby
I just hit her in her S-class, we gon' name the kid Mercedes
I'ma let her count the backend from my shows after they pay me
If I don't answer when she call, she blow me up, I think she crazy
She like money, she like shoppin', she like spendin' time with me
She like foreigns, she like fashion, she like sparkin' up the weed
She f*ckin' with me cause I'm real, it ain't no mistakin' me
She know for her, I catch a B, when we shop, we coppin' three but
I got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
Got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from
Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
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Writer: Isaiah George
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Performed By: JustZeke
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Isaiah George

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