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conversations.value: Write me a song called In My Foreign with the following description: The Americanos—the LA-based DJ trio of DJ Felli Fel, Lex Larson, and Louie Rubio—linked up with Ty, French and Lil Yachty for this summer anthem.
  “There’s no better feeling than being in a drop top riding down the Pacific Palisades with your girl, and this is the feeling we were trying to create for the fans that have yet to experience that,” Larson and Rubio told Noisey in an interview. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro]
  The Americanos
  [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
  Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go
  Girl do you wanna ride?
  [Verse 1: French Montana]
  Fo' sho' she wanna ride, fo' sho' she wanna slide
  Fo' sho' we gettin' sauced, fo' sho' we gettin' high
  Pull up swaggin', hop out the wagon
  Suckers gonna hate but the ladies wanna brag
  What you say? What you say? What you say?
  Whole team faded like Jordan with the J
  Cradle to the grave, NY to the Bay
  Millions in the bank and the hunnids in the safe
  Ain't nothing to a G baby
  Foreign sitting low, climb out the V baby
  Haan, ain't nothing to a G baby
  Foreign sitting low climb out the V baby
  [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
  Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Girl it feels like Saturday, everyday
  I'm smoking loud and feeling so high
  I'm rolling good through my hood
  Getting lit like the 4th of July
  I got that exotic that you probably can't afford
  We be going up like them butterfly doors
  We ain't got no problems cause we counting all this cash
  Got a bobblehead with her metro on the dash
  [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
  Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go
  Girl do you wanna ride?
  [Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
  You should bring your homie, I'll bring one, too
  I know you like the spotlight, so let me introduce you
  Just me and you, parked up at the top, looking at the view
  So many things that we could do, just ride with me, you'll never lose
  Do you wanna ride in my foreign, get your red-bottom heels, no Jordans
  I know your ex-boyfriend was hella boring
  Now we skurting 130, no snoring [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
  Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
  We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go
  Girl do you wanna ride?