Ducky Smallz - Imported lyrics

rate me

Yeah, yeah, uh

Hook:

Imported nigga, I’m imported nigga

My cars like my hoes are foreign nigga

Selling game like this work, we imported nigga

Imported niggas.

My car, my clothes, my bitch, my hoes,

My nigga, yeah, my nigga.

I’m coming down on candy pain,

I’m throwin’ shit they say I can’t

Lack you smalls like the real relate

Fake you nigga our love gonna hate

But I don’t care, I got money to make

Imported shit no paper trace,

Imported bitch, see the trace,

Cook and work these bars are lace,

From the dirt I can’t escape, been good grab on plate,

Stallin’ out, wallin’ out, bitch you know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout

Cope and dope can move it out,

Paper boy, paper roll, small circle, lost couch

Big money to must have count

Livin’ on the ground yeah,

Prayin’ for Beyonce, twelve turble D twelve

Sittin’ in my drive way, used to ride dirty,

have that crack on the highway

Watch cost me 38, take carriage from Zimbabwe

Seekin on approval bitch I’m doing shit my way

Only I would shop, toast it is a holiday

Muggle thoughts I’m foreign low,

So always knew their crime pay,

Stuntin off the sit I form, living life the fly way,

The fly way, I’m life my way.

Hook:

Imported nigga, I’m imported nigga

My cars like my hoes are foreign nigga

Selling game like this work, we imported nigga

Imported niggas.

My car, my clothes, my bitch, my hoes,

My nigga, yeah, my nigga.

Another day, another flip, ain’t no at, ain’t no scream,

Paper place, foreign with, model days, foreign chicks,

Imported text you ain’t used to this,

All I do is exclusive shit,

Come and cruisin’ no ruffin’ shit,

Making moves I’m moving shit,

Ain’t no lie, is true to this

Ain’t no lie, is true to this

I’m on the water live in problem,

Crick the lossom, bitch I’m master

Flowing shit, need the doctor,

Fucking hoes no baby mamas,

A rolly go your shit impostor,

Even serves I’m even lost

Lost, lost

Damn, it taste good to live like I should

Never thought I see this fall straight from the hood

Catchin’ all the foreign cars and love it in the wood,

Can’t you see I’m raised a bar, nigga take a look!

Damn it feel good, damn it feel good, yeah.