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West Coast Makonnen - I'm Back Lyrics



West Coast Makonnen - I'm Back Lyrics




This some blurry ass shit, man
What the f*** is up, man
I was in Germany and now I'm here, man
I made it cause I'm back, that's the facts

I'm in America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back

I forgot how to write music
And I don't even know what the f*ck I'm doing
It's been way too long and you're b**** choosing
It's the singer or the athlete
And we out here grooving
Cause I'm moving my stacks
Because your bitch chose the racks
I'm making more money than all these bureaucrats
F*** the officials, f*** the popo
We don't need no no-no on the alcohol, you homosapian
You dog ass bitch
This some bull, red bull, getting energy, shit
I don't f*** with the rules, I don't f*** with anything
The only thing I f*** with is this beautiful country
Which I wasn't grateful for cause you don't know what you got till it's gone
And from that shit I know that I be balling like Lebron
And now I rule the game, beat f***ers like Kong
My girl in a thong, milli rights to a wrong, bitch

Milli wrongs to a wong
Ay, ay, my girl in a thong, bitch
Now I'm balling like Lebron
Ay, ay, beat f***ers like Kong, bitch
Homie don't know till it's gone
Ay, ay, milli rights to a wrong
I made it, cause I'm back bitch

In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back

My favorite food is pussy
Lil Wayne 6, man, I cop Stussy
Vineyard vines, my fit's all drippy
Haha, I got her tipsy

Nope! That's disrespectful, that's against the rules
Oh no no no, no taking advantage goons
We can't do that shit, be respectful to the bitch
Come only in the club, after smoking couple hits
I need weed now
It's been 2 f***ing days, how
I wanna f***ing follow that tao
Spontaneous and shit, hot-dip, wow!

Amazing food
Just chill out dude
Señorita margarita
Your ass ruining my mood
In America, America
What does that mean?
Does it mean that we're all chill
And everybody's running free, what?

Said what? I'm back bitch

In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back

So beyond grateful to be back, like, it's unbelievable how thankful and appreciative I am of this amazing country. You know, I was taken out of it for a while, and now I'm realizing what an amazing country it really is, so...
God Bless America
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This some blurry ass shit, man
What the f*** is up, man
I was in Germany and now I'm here, man
I made it cause I'm back, that's the facts

I'm in America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back

I forgot how to write music
And I don't even know what the f*ck I'm doing
It's been way too long and you're b**** choosing
It's the singer or the athlete
And we out here grooving
Cause I'm moving my stacks
Because your bitch chose the racks
I'm making more money than all these bureaucrats
F*** the officials, f*** the popo
We don't need no no-no on the alcohol, you homosapian
You dog ass bitch
This some bull, red bull, getting energy, shit
I don't f*** with the rules, I don't f*** with anything
The only thing I f*** with is this beautiful country
Which I wasn't grateful for cause you don't know what you got till it's gone
And from that shit I know that I be balling like Lebron
And now I rule the game, beat f***ers like Kong
My girl in a thong, milli rights to a wrong, bitch

Milli wrongs to a wong
Ay, ay, my girl in a thong, bitch
Now I'm balling like Lebron
Ay, ay, beat f***ers like Kong, bitch
Homie don't know till it's gone
Ay, ay, milli rights to a wrong
I made it, cause I'm back bitch

In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back

My favorite food is pussy
Lil Wayne 6, man, I cop Stussy
Vineyard vines, my fit's all drippy
Haha, I got her tipsy

Nope! That's disrespectful, that's against the rules
Oh no no no, no taking advantage goons
We can't do that shit, be respectful to the bitch
Come only in the club, after smoking couple hits
I need weed now
It's been 2 f***ing days, how
I wanna f***ing follow that tao
Spontaneous and shit, hot-dip, wow!

Amazing food
Just chill out dude
Señorita margarita
Your ass ruining my mood
In America, America
What does that mean?
Does it mean that we're all chill
And everybody's running free, what?

Said what? I'm back bitch

In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, in America
In America, in America
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back

So beyond grateful to be back, like, it's unbelievable how thankful and appreciative I am of this amazing country. You know, I was taken out of it for a while, and now I'm realizing what an amazing country it really is, so...
God Bless America
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Writer: Alex MacKinnon
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Performed By: West Coast Makonnen
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Alex MacKinnon

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