My Bitch Is Made in China by Too Gold Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Damn, she's callin'
"Where have you been, Too Gold?"
The truth is that I was with white Asian girl
Fucked her in the car, my dick, her vagina
My car is Italian, that bitch is made is China
I'm switching girls like lanes on the highway
If Helena leaves, I'll bring Corinne
She said her ex had Zimbabwean money
Next to him I have Monte Carlo money
Tennis Starr, clay master, Rafael Nadal
And Rolex on my wrist cause I'm writing poet shit
Freestyle like Lupe
I came for the dollars, not for the rupee

[Bridge]
I'm flying so high, take my bitch for a ride
In my De Lurien, cars are foreign
We chillin', smokin' kush
I cut it from a bush
Not the father, not the son
That kush was made in Pakistan
[Verse 2]
I'm a motherfucking monster, not the type you'll imagine
Not Godzilla, not King Kong, and I'm not from Loch Ness
The Easter bunny's coming for you, you'll turn to ash
It's not Santa giving gifts, so hope for best
Cause I'm Bruce Lee, I'm motherfucking almighty
I'll kick your ass, man I know karate
Now tell your fucking bitch to get off me