Lyrics Kent Jones – Don’t Mind
Text:
Hola, hola na
She telling me this
And telling me that
You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back
I’mma show you that where you from don’t matter to me
She said, «Hola. ¿Cómo estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
Then she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all
She said, «Hola. ¿Como estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
Then she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
No matter where I go you know I love them all
African American for sure
I told that baby coming rock a rodeo
Every time I come around, man, I go for broke
She gives me desktop til I overload
Now, baby, you gon’ go where you supposed to go
‘Cause I ain’t got time for you every day
She said she got a man keep it on the low
I said he don’t speak English, fuck he gon’ say (aye)
Telling me this
And telling me that
You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back
Now I got a lesson that I want to teach ya
I’mma show you that where you from don’t matter to me
She said, «Hola. ¿Cómo estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
Then she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
She said, «Hola. ¿Como estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
Then she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
No matter where I go you know I love them all
She from Africa but she fucks me like she Haitian
Ass black, but the eyes looking Asian
I give her the can in Kansas;
I got it on tape; she on candid camera
OKC I forgot we met in Oklahoma
I use to smoke Regina, she from Arizona
Then I met a girl in Cali I never disowned her;
She got that high grade
Her weed come with diplomas, I want her
But she keep
Telling me this
And telling me that
You said once you take me with you, I’ll never go back
Now I got a lesson that I want to teach ya
I’mma show you that where you from don’t matter to me
She said, «Hola. ¿Cómo estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
And she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all
She said, «Hola. ¿Como estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
And she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
No matter where I go you know I love them all
She said, «Hola. ¿Cómo estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
And she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
No matter where I go, you know I love ’em all
She said, «Hola. ¿Como estás?» She said, «Konnichiwa.»
She said, «Pardon my French,» I said, «Bonjour, Madame.»
And she said, «Sak pase,» and I said, «N’ap boule.»
No matter where I go you know I love them all