Lyrics

Yeah, I'm foreigner So much far away So much far away My life, so what? (So what?) I wanna speak Korean but I forgot the speak how to Korean I wanna speak in Korean Or I don't know how to speak I do in Korean for Yeah yeah My heart to New York Brooklyn, New York I live everywhere Mexico, Greece, UK, Australia Let me get green card, fuck Let me get green card, fuck Let me get green card I don't wanna marry you I don't need you for green card I'm fucking talented, I'm so fucking talented I'm so fucking talented for green card I pay all my shit by my music I pay all my shit by my music, okay? Then shut up You got to shut up You got to shut up You got to shut up You got to shut up You got to shut up Yeah My visa is on the way My visa is on the way My visa is on the way When I finish this music I got visa again It happens, it's happening
Writer(s): Hye-jin Park Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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