Текст песни Welcome 2 America

Chorus: Foreign kicks, foreign cloathes, foreign money welcome to America
foreign whip, foreign hos, foreign money welcome to America
verse: 1 (RaYza)
I pledge allegance to the cash wraped in rubber bands I keep inside a lui bag ebe the army salute a gucci flag drive a German car with Russian modelles
in the back poppin foreign bottles poppin foreign tags foreign woman with me compliment my foreign swag fendi my foreign mom prada my foreign dad I got
adopted by Versace but I wasn't mad so much money in my pocket that my pants sag I couldn't get away from police if I ran fast free my nigga fab Jimmy
what it is and shout out to my foreign friends bitchbim gettin money Jim Jones - Welcome 2 America - http://ru.motolyrics.com/jim-jones/welcome-2-america-lyrics.html
Chorus: Foreign kicks, foreign cloathes, foreign money welcome to America foreign whip, foreign hos, foreign money welcome to America
verse: 2 (Jim jones)
Got so many foreign whips they thought ibeas a foreigner I kill um with the kicks somebody call the corriner body bag hockey bag and Ima rich nigga with a sloppy past if they got um in japan I get um in new york and I got so many js you'd think I'm on the court when I be rockin js I be going to court good lawyer left the engine running on the poarsche pretty little thing she from out of Spain she was fronting on a nigga hoppin out the range body like that I do alot of things these niggas sending threats an doing not a thing married to the game and I ain't but the ring bada bing bada boom
Chorus: Foreign kicks, foreign cloathes, foreign money welcome to America foreign whip, foreign hos, foreign money welcome to America
verse: 3 (RaYza)
Green and red stripes on my gucci bottoms you need a passport to get um where I got um strapped with a gackt and a lui condom got alotta issues money ain't a problem sour in a swisha sweet as apple pie fuck a magic carpet I'm aladin high fergamo and chanel is all my bitches buy pull up in a foreign whip and make um get inside it's like my Money on a ladder ho my cash up twisting up a Bruce Bruce that's a fat blunt free my nigga knilo Mitch what it is and shout out too my foreign friends bitch I'm gettin money make yo hands clap if you getting money
Chorus: Foreign kicks, foreign cloathes, foreign money welcome to America foreign whip, foreign hos, foreign money welcome to America