Nas – Motion Lyrics

Nas – Motion Lyrics Lyrics, Letra Nas
Nas – Motion Lyrics
Yeah
Test, test
Yeah
I might spend a week… I might
Yo
I might spend a week at the Magic Castle
Presidential Suite made of brass and alabaster
You can cast a spell
Just backfires, they satire
My guyzer’s and I just watching from highrises
Weird luck, because when we fail, we only fail up
I tear up everytime I see a mail truck
Know that check comin’ 500 a piece smoothly
Ayo that sht behooves me
They need to bring back beheadings
Guillotines for guys, get whacked like medieval times They not ready
What we touch, leave everything dead-y
For trying to stop us you can’t like my man said we havin’ motion
We havin’ motion
We havin’ motion
And yall ain’t havin’ no motion
No motion
No motion
Me and Hit we havin’ motion
Havin’ motion
Havin’ motion
And yall ain’t havin’ no motion
It’s all over
Like when the show end

Best friends chill by the pool, they bellydancing
Lampin’ throwback sweatsuits from Grambling
Maybach trucks, Breaking Bad like Bryan Cranston Black and white Nike Dunks, them clean Pandas
Dump the ashes in the ocean get the sharks high
All black yacht, we made it from the hard times
In any era Rivieras is my backdrop
Hacienda interchangeable, mad spots
Rollin’ dice, shirts like Miami Vice
The women they wear the scent that seduce with embroidered ice The flesh, a vessel, I’m not obsessed with death
I’m manifest what’s best
I’m ghetto tested, bless
I’m havin’ motion like an 18-wheeler out on the turnpike
My worst night
A motion picture Fox Searchlight
3 wheel motion
West Coast sh
t
Ngga overdoses imperial pistols ferocious Explosive
East Coast sh
t
Motion like Flavor Flav in that “I Ain’t No Joke” vid And I ain’t gotta say a word cuz they know I see anchorage out in Turks & Caicos
Maybe they too angry that’s why they don’t got motion
We havin’ motion
We havin’ motion
And yall ain’t havin’ no motion
No motion
No motion
Me and Hit we havin’ motion
Havin’ motion
Havin’ motion
And yall ain’t havin’ no motion
It’s all over
Like when the show end
Best friends chill by the pool they bellydancing Lampin’ throwback sweatsuits from Grambling Maybach trucks, Breaking Bad like Bryan Cranston Black and white Nike Dunks, them clean Pandas
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Nas – Abracadabra Letra

Nas – Abracadabra Lyrics Lyrics, Letra Nas
Faço money rain nessa bad bitch (esse paco de 100)
Tá estourado a porra do elástico
Fazendo mágia no beat, eu sou mago
Abacadabra, sua hoe do lado
Fudido morde as costa, que o menozin de cj toca no teu bairro
Só o meu single engole teu álbum
Quero ver alcançar o menozin de fato
A mais de 100 eu acelerei
Esse fudido tá comendo poeira
Corre, mas não alcança, tu tá numa esteira
Na duloro cozinhando de brincadeira
Essa hoe
Viciado em dinheiro, quer me falir na burberry
Esse pussy, tá me vendo crescer e tá ficando com ódio
3 anos no pódio
O melhor do seu bairro carrego o fardo nas costa
As suas rimas são muito idiotas

Negou eu só acelerei
Eu amo essa vida demais, e eles me chamam de rei
Eu gosto de peixes
Mas as onças dão volume no bolso
Você só viu o flash, tu não viu o meu corre pra chegar no topo
Flexiona, ela não é suas amigas normais
Não se apaixona
De onde esse veio, tem bem mais
Gata, eu quero viver esse momento
Fiquei preso no passado um tempo
Hoje elas se joga, os menino de jordan
Toca a bola jogador nego, eu sei fazer

(Wow)

Dando pau nos invejosos
Meus mano não são igual você
Só que agora é a gente que tá bem
Ela quer dar um rolê dentro de um citroën
Nós torceu pela prosperidade
Dos irmãozin de verdade
Só que agora a gente que tá bem, lembro de quando nós não tinha nínguem
Agora tem grana a vontade, nós nunca foi da maldade
Só que agora a gente que tá bem, gata eu tô bem
Já faz um tempo que não me sinto mais mal
Chama quem tem, correu pelo bem

(Me encontre em qualquer lugar de fortal)

Ela se joga, ela é profissional
Minha dama no pique maquiavel
Nós temo a receita de saber lucrar
Também tenhoa a de mandar o hater pro hell

Ela me chama de mago, porque eu vivo a vida tipo rpg
Prodígio, rico novin
Eu fiz a grana chover
(Yeah, ah)

Quer mamar, devagarinho
Pro cara de trap de anime, que ele é malvadinho
Tudo bem eu deixo, que eu sou mágico
Não sou bruxo mas do elástico
Tirei a vibe da cartola e fiz
Um truque que cê se emocionou
Escolhe uma carta fudido
Que eu vou te mostra como que faz o show
Quer fala de mim, quer peita meus amigos
Na base te mostro uma aula de flow

Abracadabra, abracadabra
Ela faz meu pau sumir tipo um passe de mágica
Abracadabra, abracadabra
Se eu te peço pra se abrir, eu espero que abra

Ela me chama de mister m, o feitico da Glock é te fura de bala
Magia é tu vencer na vida, vindo de onde eu vi, tipo assim, no meio do nada
Ilusionismo começava quando o mundo parava e escutava
Para esses mané que desacreditava
Eu venci sua inveja com avadaquedavra
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Ice Spice – On The Radar Lyrics

Ice Spice – On The Radar Lyrics, Letra Ice Spice VEVO
Is that Chris?
Stop playin’ with ‘em, Riot

You a stranger, I feel like shit changed
I’m different, I don’t feel the same
I’ma smoochie, like you cannot change me
Change the topic like you cannot blame me
Going up so I feel like they hate me
Oh, she gangsta? But she cannot face me
Hit her chatterbox, but I’m never switchin’
It don’t matter, I know my shit different

In the end that I know that I’m good
Understand that I’m misunderstood
And the plan, get bruh out the hood
I be feeinin’ to dump on a bitch
And I know that she bumpin’ my shit
In the comments they eating my dick
Remember they didn’t believe in a bitch
I be thinkin’ ‘bout me and you fuckin’
I be readin’ your text and I dub it
You be leadin’ me on, I’m like, “Fuck it”
Act like you don’t but I know that you love it
And you feeinin’, he know my name buzzin’
From the Bronx, so I got it from nothin’
I’m what they want so I got it, it’s comin’
I’m in front of the race that we runnin’

You a stranger, I feel like shit changed
I’m different, I don’t feel the same
I’ma smoochie, like you cannot change me
Change the topic like you cannot blame me
Going up so I feel like they hate me
Oh, she gangsta? But she cannot face me
Hit her chatterbox, but I’m never switchin’
It don’t matter, I know my shit different

Damn, you was my heart, you a stranger
How you turn love into anger?
Like, you wanna fuck with that bitch from Decatur
Like, I don’t want you, but bitch I’ma hater
And I put it on past me, I will fuck your bro, but I don’t let him gas me
I got angels, they watchin’ shit that I’m doin’, there’s nobody stoppin’
They say that I’m next, but it’s cool ‘cause I know that
Saying you love me, then show that
Old friends they watchin’ sendin’ me throwbacks
Soon as I make it, they know I can’t go back
I got feelings, but I never show ‘em
I don’t talk about it, I just smoke it
Goin’ through shit, I don’t think, I just go ‘em
Soon as I hop in the booth I’ma go ‘em
Graa
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NLE Choppa – Stomp Em Out (Ft. @DukeDeuce) Lyrics

NLE Choppa- Stomp Em Out (Ft. @DukeDeuce) [Official Music Video] Lyrics, Letra Intro: NLE Choppa
(Break the law, nigga)
(Break the law, nigga)
(Break the law, nigga)
(Break the law, nigga)
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Chorus: NLE Choppa
I’m quick to break the law, won’t quit to break a nigga jaw
And you know I’m quick to break a hoe walk a bitch like a dog
Know a bitch can’t get shit from me but hard dick till it’s soft
And a nigga can’t get shit from me but a tomb and a coffin
Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp
Stomp, stomp, stomp ‘em out
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump ‘em out
Threw the raw shit up in the club so we had to put ‘em down
Told him if he get up his next move gon be beneath the ground
Verse 1: NLE Choppa
I can’t do a show if my gun can’t walk in that bitch first
Some niggas buy tickets just to come and put you on a shirt
Soon as a nigga start trippin’ he gon leave out in a hearse
Seen him mugging while I’m pеrforming he got shot during the versе
Niggas know we banging purple
Ayy, where my C’s at
Got a few bloods in my circle
Ayy, how you bleedin’
My uncle he a big gangster he said they let the G’s in
R.I.P. Von, if you disrespect you been on BDN
Exotic Glock it’s matte black
We sticked up in this cadillac
Hit his block go ra-ta-tat
Double back now he in the pack

Bridge: NLE Choppa
Ayy
I don’t even smoke no more but say lil brother pass me that

Chorus: NLE Choppa
I’m quick to break the law, won’t quit to break a nigga jaw
And you know I’m quick to break a hoe walk a bitch like a dog
Know a bitch can’t get shit from me but hard dick till it’s soft
And a nigga can’t get shit from me but a tomb and a coffin
Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp
Stomp, stomp, stomp ‘em out
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump ‘em out
Threw the raw shit up in the club so we had to put him down
Told him if he get up his next move gon be beneath the ground
Verse 2: Duke Deuce
S-O-S we stomp him out, on site we sent that boy to Christ
Biggest G ain’t gotta throw the set, they know I’m all for life
If anything got done to me, just know we got ‘em back alright
Thuggin’ it, thuggin’ it out of control
Crackin’ it, banging it, starting a fight
Fuck you thought it’s Deucifer, say ‘Fuck me’ feeling’s mutual
I don’t go to church but if I do Imma keep that tool la tool
Bitches different races with a asian get my noodle sucked
Ain’t nothin’ they can do with us
Oh, now they wanna be cool with us
Triple M, the big Mobb, fuck you thought we big step
Crunk music takeover, fuck you thought I been repping
K-I-N-G bitches, me and I been standing
Fuck you mean, I’m goin’ on you sleepin’ ass I been slammin’ (What the fuck)

Chorus: NLE Choppa
I’m quick to break the law, won’t quit to break a nigga jaw
And you know I’m quick to break a hoe walk a bitch like a dog
Know a bitch can’t get shit from me but hard dick till it’s soft
And a nigga can’t get shit from me but a tomb and a coffin
Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp
Stomp, stomp, stomp ‘em out
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump ‘em out
Threw the raw shit up in the club so we had to put him down
Told him if he get up his next move gon be beneath the ground
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Ice Spice – Butterfly Ku Lyrics

Ice Spice – Butterfly Ku (Lyrics), Letra IceSpiceVEVO
Intro
(A Lau on the beat)
(Stop playin’ with ‘em RIOT) Like

Chorus
Like, damn, move back (Move back)
She a baddie ‘cause she got the jatt’ (Damn)
She fly with a butterfly tat’ (Like)
Linkin’ her friend and don’t know how to act
Like, damn, move back (Move back)
She a baddie ‘cause she got the jatt’ (Damn)
She fly with a butterfly tat’ (Like)
Linkin’ her friend and don’t know how to act
Verse 1
Walk through and they start goin’ ku (Go ku)
Like you the baddest, who better than you? (Huh?)
Look at my friend like, “Who better than we?” (Like)
Tеll the DJ to turn up the song (Damn)
Like damn, showin’ my thong, no, wе not fuckin’, the fuck is you on? (Like)
Thought you ain’t like me, now you on my body (Grrah)
Ever since a baddie got put on, in my city I’m causin’ a wreck
Whenever he see me, I got him erect (Damn)
I don’t care if them bitches don’t like me (Grrah)
But the hustle you gotta respect (Grrah)
It’s a house sittin’ up on my neck (Grrah)
Richard Millie, like fuck a Patek (Grrah)
I get money, I stay in some fly shit (Grrah)
But for me, he gon’ stay in a tech

Chorus
Like, damn, move back (Move back)
She a baddie ‘cause she got the jatt’ (Damn)
She fly with a butterfly tat’ (Like)
Linkin’ her friend and don’t know how to act
Like, damn, move back (Move back)
She a baddie ‘cause she got the jatt (Damn)
She fly with a butterfly tat’ (Like)
Linkin’ her friend and don’t know how to act
Verse 2
Where she at? On the floor (Damn)
She get her money, but I’m gettin’ more (More)
I’m a player, you know I’ma score (Facts)
First they was hatin’, now I’m on the board
First they was hatin’, now they on my body (Body)
Cuffin’ no thottie (Thottie)
No, he can’t hit, but he might give me mazzi (Like)
Shittin’ on bitches, no potty (Grrah)

Chorus
Like, damn, move back (Move back)
She a baddie ‘cause she got the jatt’ (Damn)
She fly with a butterfly tat’ (Like)
Linkin’ her friend and don’t know how to act
Like, damn, move back (Move back)
She a baddie ‘cause she got the jatt’ (Damn)
She fly with a butterfly tat’ (Like)
Linkin’ her friend and don’t know how to act

Outro
Linkin’ her friend and don’t know how to act
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TOZLA X GASTTOZZ – HALO Lyrics

TOZLA X GASTTOZZ – HALO Lyrics Lyrics, Letra IDJVideos.TV
Uvod
(Tozla)
(Rrrr)

Refren: Tozla, Neda Milivojević & Gasttozz
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
A bebo, dođi mi u sobu samo malo
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
U krevetu sam gola, aj ćao
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
A bebo, dođi mi u sobu samo malo
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
U krevetu sam gola, aj ćao
Strofa 1: Tozla
Koko mama, led i lava
Nije mala, sve zna sama
?, sve je taman
Šta mi radi, aman zaman
Ta kuja je stylish, a ja bad guy – Billie Eilish
Uđemo u klub, ti pališ ?
Oči tamne kao hašiš
Nikad neću reći da mi fališ

Pred-Refren: Tozla
Loše joj ide moral, a dobro oral
Za mene cela servirana kô na oval
Zajebi čaše, daj nam bokal
Mokra je, plivam u njoj kao da sam koral

Refren: Tozla, Neda Milivojević & Gasttozz
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
A bebo, dođi mi u sobu samo malo
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
U krevetu sam gola, aj ćao
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
A bebo, dođi mi u sobu samo malo
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
U krevetu sam gola, aj ćao
Strofa 2: Gasttozz
Na meni igra sama
Besna kao V12 Lamba
Dođe na sat, ostane mi dan-dva
U srcu vatra, a u duši santa
Ta kuja je stylish, a ja bad guy – Billie Eilish
Uđemo u klub, ti pališ ?
Oči tamne kao hašiš
Nikad neću reći da mi fališ

Pred-Refren: Gasttozz
Loše joj ide moral, a dobro oral
Za mene cela servirana kô na oval
Zajebi čaše, daj nam bokal
Mokra je, plivam u njoj kao da sam koral

Refren: Tozla, Neda Milivojević & Gasttozz
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
A bebo, dođi mi u sobu samo malo
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
U krevetu sam gola, aj ćao
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
A bebo, dođi mi u sobu samo malo
Telefon mi zvoni, kažem “Halo?”
U krevetu sam gola, aj ćao
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Ice Spice – How High? Lyrics

Ice Spice – How High? Lyrics, Letra IceSpiceVEVO

I’ma baddie, but I got feelings too
I remember you had both of us skippin’ school
We was so young, had niggas actin’ a fool
You was cryin’ out for help, I promise I never knew (Never knew)
When I found out, I was feelin’ wocky
You said that you love me, ‘cause I’m boujee and I’m cocky
Climbin’ up the ranks on your own could get rocky
But I keep it pushin’, knowin’ that they’ll never stop me (Stop me)

Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie
If I tell him jump, he gon’ ask me “How high?” (Like)
And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)
Never met mine, never, never met mine (Damn)
Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie (Lie)
If I tell him jump, he gon’ ask me “How high?” (Like)
And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)
Never met mine, never, never met mine (Damn)

You like nah, nah, nah, nah, I just want us to make up
You like nah, nah, nah, nah, like how far can we take us?
But my m-m-m-mind, it’s already made up (Grrah)
Missin’ when we was laid up, I’m busy chasin’ the paper (Grrah)
When I wanted Givenchy, remember I couldn’t buy it
So then I linked up with Riot, but first we prayed to the highest
And started gettin’ them write ups, and then they crowned me the princess (Like)
So I’m most grateful your highness, and now we poppin’ them cidars (Like)
Lemme put you on to how a bad bitch think
And it’s all tens when my bad bitch link
Wanna see me fall is a mad bitch kink (Grrah)
Lemme get my strap and I hit her like bink
She gon’ catch what I’m throwin’, I see the snakes when I’m mowin’ (Grrah)
And, yeah, they pop up like clonin,’ so I just pop it like hoin’
Now she all on the floor when I kick in the door (Like)
How you made I do less ‘cause you gotta do more?

Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie (Lie)
If I tell him jump, he gon’ ask me “How high?” (Like)
And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)
Never met mine, never, never met mine (Damn)
Yeah, I know he want me, but he rather just lie (Lie)
If I tell him jump, he gon’ ask me “How high?” (Like)
And I know his fears, but he never met mine (Mine)
Never met mine, never, never met mine (Mine)
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Jala Brat & Buba Corelli & Meekz – Go Go Lyrics

Jala Brat & Buba Corelli & Meekz – Go Go (Lyrics FT Kings) Lyrics Lyrics, Letra IMPERIA
Tekst pjesme “Go Go”

Refren: Jala Brat & Buba Corelli
Duša crna Kongo, noćas troši mnogo
Ona pleše Go-go, mi i dalje isti smo
Ski maske, Nocci logo, njene oči Kongo
Srce mi gazi nogom, to samo znam o njoj
Duša crna Kongo, noćas troši mnogo
Ona pleše Go-go, mi i dalje isti smo
Ski maske, Nocci logo, njene oči Kongo
Srce mi gazi nogom, to samo znam o njoj
Strofa 1: Jala Brat
Balkan GTA, G klasa, AMG
G masa, MMA, CZ il’ KPZ
Bad gyal muy guapa
Drip curi, kapa, kapa
Munta je pola bloka
Buntovna, unikatna

Pred-Refren: Jala Brat
Gibt gas, drhti bass
Gibt gas, zavrti ass
G class tinted glass
Gibt ass kad vidi nas
Gibt gas, drhti bass
Gibt gas, zavrti ass
G class tinted glass
Gibt ass kad vidi nas

Refren: Jala Brat & Buba Corelli
Duša crna Kongo, noćas troši mnogo
Ona pleše Go-go, mi i dalje isti smo
Ski maske, Nocci logo, njene oči Kongo
Srce mi gazi nogom, to samo znam o njoj
Duša crna Kongo, noćas troši mnogo
Ona pleše Go-go, mi i dalje isti smo
Ski maske, Nocci logo, njene oči Kongo
Srce mi gazi nogom, to samo znam o njoj
Strofa 2: Meekz
My dick hard off the Magnum (Maggy), two shots and it’s handgun (Blaow)
Two shots in the chamber, can’t trust the sheep, danger
Bona here and fake up, Blank Nike holo my logo
Turn your head top and roll over (Bow), did it all on my solo
My block, that’s a don’t go, Golf R, not a Polo
Hitman, no homo, 4x4s, got thе seat back (Back)
Six litre my enginе (Brr), I don’t watch where I’m spendin’
Get you and your bredren, put D in my pendant
My belly big like I’m pregnant, big step when I’m steppin’
Step big when I step in, and I get cheques when I check in
In the UK, I’m a legend, this the international segment
Gotta run it up before I get nicked, and my name rings like the tech rings

Refren: Jala Brat & Buba Corelli
Duša crna Kongo, noćas troši mnogo
Ona pleše Go-go, mi i dalje isti smo
Ski maske, Nocci logo, njene oči Kongo
Srce mi gazi nogom, to samo znam o njoj
Duša crna Kongo, noćas troši mnogo
Ona pleše Go-go, mi i dalje isti smo
Ski maske, Nocci logo, njene oči Kongo
Srce mi gazi nogom, to samo znam o njoj
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Rels B – AfroLOVA’ Letra

Rels B – AfroLOVA’ (Lyrics), Letra Rels B / Skinny Flakk
Oye
Hoy es un día bonito pa’ pensar en cosas bonitas, jaja
Qué malo ya hemos pasa’o
Skinny
AfroLOVA’

Si no sabes qué hacer cuando caiga el sol
Ven pa’ acá, conozco un tardeo
Aquí se pide un deseo
Con la puesta del sol, creo
Que hoy volveré a conocerte un poquito
Y despiertas en mí algo cuando te veo, cuando te veo

Tengo ganas de tenerte sin ropa
Bailar pegaítos’ delante ‘e la gente y besarte la boca
Da igual si nos graban, bebé
Estoy cansa’o de esconderme, qué importa
Si un día me olvidase de ti, volvería a conocerte (Skinny)
(volvería a conocerte) AfroLOVA’
Sí tienes manual, yo lo quiero aprender
Lo dejó, ya lleva mucho tiempo sola, yeah
Y en los sitios de antes, no, no la han vuelto a ver (no la han vuelto a ver)
Guapa en redes, pero más guapa en persona, yeah, yeah

Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh
Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh
(Woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh)
Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh
Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh
(Woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh, uh, yeah)
Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh (Yah, yah, yah, eo)
Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh (Uh-woh-oh, woh-oh)
Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh (Yah, yah, yah, eo)
Oh, woh-oh-oh, woh-oh-uh, woh-oh-oh, oh (Uh-woh-oh, woh-oh)

Yeah
(si no sabes qué hacer cuando caiga el sol
Ven pa’ acá, conozco un tardeo)
AfroLOVA’, baby lova
(aquí se pide un deseo)
Around the world, je
(con la puesta del sol, creo)
Skinny
(que hoy volveré a conocerte un poquito
y despiertas en mí algo cuando te veo
cuando te veo, cuando te veo)
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Jala Brat & Buba Corelli – Savastano (PA PA PA) Lyrics

Jala Brat & Buba Corelli – Savastano (PA PA PA) Lyrics Lyrics, Letra IMPERIA
Crazy mama, oh crazy mama
Ghetto hoe, my Wunder-Baum
Crazy mama, oh crazy mama
Ghetto hoe

Noćas me radi Solomon
Mahala Ibiza Nueva
I nije validno
Zbog nje sam prošo kroz crveno
I utoke će potezati
Al’ ti si navikla na to
Zbog tebe puca mi veza
Zbog tebe mi slušaju iPhone
I uroke će mi vezat
Al’ ti si navikla na to
Džaba kada za bolje ne znam
Zbog tebe sa vrha bi na dno

Beba mi je mafija, Mambo Italiano
I zbog nje plaćam ceh, mala kralj je ko Savastano
Beba mi je mafija, Mambo Italiano
Džaba kada radi me to crno namazano

Oh mi amore, moj gun ide ba-pa-pa-pa-pa
Oh mi amore, šapanjci idu ba-pa-pa-pa-pa
Oh mi amore, moj gun ide ba-pa-pa-pa-pa
Oh mi amore

Ja bi s tobom ponovo
Sve ovo prošao još jednom
U srcu mi olovo
Vozim dvjesto kroz crveno
I utoke će potezati
Al’ ti si navikla na to
Zbog tebe puca mi veza
Zbog tebe mi slušaju iPhone
I uroke će mi vezat
Al’ ti si navikla na to
Džaba kada za bolje ne znam
Zbog tebe sa vrha bi na dno

Beba mi je mafija, Mambo Italiano
I zbog nje plaćam ceh, mala kralj je ko Savastano
Beba mi je mafija, Mambo Italiano
Džaba kada radi me to crno namazano

Oh mi amore, moj gun ide ba-pa-pa-pa-pa
Oh mi amore, šapanjci idu ba-pa-pa-pa-pa
Oh mi amore, moj gun ide ba-pa-pa-pa-pa
Oh mi amore

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