Internationally Yours

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Here we go again

7:47, y'all strapped in?

Off we go to London Heathrow

Wednesday nite we freshly jumped onto the show

You wanna know the real though

I got love for my peoples in Japan

To France, to Amsterdam, we keep it goin'

For the ones who ain't knowin'

Still westside 4 life and I'm a worldwide nigga, get it

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U make me feel just like home

Damn all my luggage

See my people all kick it together

Everybody hear the beats of my songs

Internationally yours

I'll be back a thousand times

To all my fans, I've read every one of your letters

I've been around the world and I, I, I

Internationally yours

I Used to read about it

Now I see about it, be about it

And it's so exciting

And to have the opportunity to me

Riders that 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 to Spain

Sun kissing like don't nobody know our name

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, if 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

Yes, I do

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This one goes out to all my peoples that

Threw there dubs up

While drinking corn and yak

And all the women with my symbol tatoowed on they back

Y'all ready 4 that

I guess thankx for riding 4 the west

Now every damn time I'm gonna give u my best

Would u believe that I used to dream bout it

This one goes out to all my people that

Threw they dubs up while drinkin' Koniak

And all the women with my symbol tattoeed 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 get ya somethin' funky like deep in ya chest

Would you believe that I used to dream about it?

(Rap by Homies)

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

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 come quick

So I can escape life on the street and keep y'all bumpin' myshit

(Chorus)