Mr. Intercontinental

Uh, Around the world (around the world...) Wait it's hip hop hold on [Verse 1] Nature World ruler with a goofy, ten toes She on my thing while i'm eating fresh Mentos Sipping fresh bevs at a function in the west coast Hold my things through hard time, think i'm special I like it when my bitch catch the tempo She boss bitch to all these niggas acting simple Can't wait till I fuck out of the states When I come back, call me Mr. Intercontinental [Chorus] I love it when my bitch catch the tempo (x3) [Verse 2] They think Twon bengali Sippin mango lassi Hindu kush in a blunt Got me on my [morning?] coffee Big body bitch want to drive around and top me With her friends on the phone like "can you bring Twonsky?" Twon skeet skeet pussy dead meat Sweating in the bed eating fresh aloo gobi Baby girl wanna know me When my song comes on she's like "that's my lil homie" Cause every girl love Twon Even basic ones I was stunting in the mall In them ASICS 1's Running real wild from the Macy's junts And now I'm rapping real wild just to save me some Nigga, and that's Walsh, nigga, on the beat, you bitch Nature World, nigga Nature world [Chorus] And we out