This is a song about "Serbian"

We showin up, we blow the dutch

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

With yo momma’s dutch oven that she’s loving.

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Ik heb een stroom, dutch, almost like the redbull astronaut

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Two blondies at the same time, call it double dutch

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

But i doubt youd ever want to go back to being dutch

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Smoke a dutch before the session

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Call this shit inappropriate. the fact is my rhymind goes from now to soviet.

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that