Overseas Karaoke - Ken Carson

This title is a cover of Overseas as made famous by Ken Carson

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 75.55 BPM

In the same key as the original: F♯m

Duration: 02:22 - Preview at: 01:07

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Release date: 2024
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, In English
Original songwriters: Nick Spiders, Oliver Brown, Kenyatta Frazier Jr., Pierre Elliott Thevenot, Stefan Lucian Cismigiu

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Lyrics Overseas

London, Paris, Amsterdam

Yeah I'm overseas

She gon' suck my soul out me

Yeah she on her knees

Inhale, exhale yeah

Breathe

Twelve ask me What's that smell

Yeah weed

I ain't leavin' no paper trail

Yeah this shit free

Overlapped them niggas

Hell yeah I'm in the lead

You ain't nothin' like me

You don't bleed what I bleed

Put the blick down

I'll beat your ass just like Creed

She know nothin' 'bout me

I'm 'bout to turn her into a freak

My dick her NyQuil, I'm 'bout to fuck this bitch to sleep

I'm the reason you got double B on your feet

Ain't gotta ask if I'm good

I'm Gucci, yeah I'm double G

I wish I could go back in time to tell myself Your neck gon' freeze

I wish I could go back in time to tell myself Don't change a thing

I wish I could go back in time to meet you way before I did

I wish I could go back in time to tell myself You gon' be rich

When I'm in Miami

I feel like LeBron, number six

Every day I wake up I'm feelin' myself like Bey' and Nicki

I just bit her, yeah I just bit her

I gave her a hick'

I take her shoppin' all the time but that's my girl so I ain't trippin'

I'm in London, I just left Harrods and Selfridges

That boy repeat everything he hear like a parrot, he a bitch

The last bitch I broke up with slit her wrist

I'm trollin', I just treat her like she no longer exists