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My real mama fresh off the boat My lil' mama fresh off the yacht Little foreign boy in America Look at how far we got My old head said I got the juice Little homie said I got the sauce Little foreign boy in America I'ma give 'em every last drop Like I’m drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ All my blood, tears, and sweat, yuh Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ Diamonds on my neck, yuh (I got the juice!) Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ The money make her wet, yuh Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ Hold it down to the death, yuh Yeah, how they gonna hate tho Mama turned yellow trash into straight gold Helipad on the penthouse condo Family overseas filling up their Venmo Riding in my foreign whip going turbo Wind blowing on the Killa Cam furcoat Now all we got us is first world problems Letras de cancionesSpilling merlot on a third world island, hmmm I secured the bag, like going through immigration All I talk is cash, yeah money my native language It's funny how they say I'm a voice of a generation When all I really wanted was pussy and being famous I’m just being brutally honest Yeah I was stupid and childish But grew up and got it I said I would do it, came through on the promise My real mama fresh off the boat My lil' mama fresh off the yacht Little foreign boy in America Look at how far we got My old head said I got the juice Little homie said I got the sauce Little foreign boy in America I'ma give 'em every last drop Like I’m drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ All my blood, tears, and sweat, yuh Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ Diamonds on my neck, yuh (I got the juice!) Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ The money make her wet, yuh Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ Hold it down to the death, yuh I’m hydrated, eyes dilated Yelling "I made it, Mama I made it" Feeling like a rock star, Iron Maiden You know I'm winnin' with an all-star group of blonde women (I got the juice!) My goods are imported 'cause I can afford it They smokin', they snortin', they sippin', they horny Out in Koreatown 4 in the morning With domies and 노래방, I got the water Drippin' You ain't even gotta look me up on the wiki I don't save money, I am not Lil Dicky Rounds on me if she down and she pretty Now we gettin trippy, yippee Got an Uber full of mixed chicks, I'm a misfit Driving down Route 66, gettin' lit lit Feeling like it's fiction, yeah it's been a mission Put the work in with the wrist, now it's drippin' My real mama fresh off the boat My lil' mama fresh off the yacht Little foreign boy in America Look at how far we got My old head said I got the juice Little homie said I got the sauce Little foreign boy in America I'ma give em every last drop Like I’m drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ All my blood, tears and sweat yuh (I got the juice!) Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ Diamonds on my neck, yuh (I got the juice!) Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ The money make her wet, yuh Drippin', drippin’, drippin’, drippin’ Hold it down to the death, yuh From Letras Mania