Nhạc sĩ: Casar, Lennart Voigt, Dominik Felsmann, Patrick Faubert
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Thank you, thank you, thank you. Ey, no one knows what the boy is up to Do I have a flow or do I have an echo again? Invest my time, yeah, I rap every night I'm with my cousin often, that's what I do, motha***a Long hair, dark soul Long days, zero coins Cold breath, yellow teeth Sounds like a language, but I don't want to talk The 7th cap under 5, nice chewing gum I feel the soul, hear the police, yo and go Give Marie a lonely song in the hotel room Three times out if I need to Five stars restaurant But eat with hands I'm a Farid, the clown To eat my dough Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Waste Okay, Paris, Morocco, Frankfurt, Amsterdam Nike, Deutsche Bank, Brutal, call name Casa, no reception, I'm a Spaniard Fellah, Moneygram, 15 on the hand Give money, a lot of money, hunger makes criminals Peter, no BWL, weissalhard, BTM My performance, fancy, all around the world I don't see a competitor, my type is myself Evil in the body, waved The soul is black and blind I recognize my mistakes, but I don't see a solution That's why I get what I want I tell you what I am You hear the street sing Nine years of school for 8.50 euros, that doesn't even fit into the picture *** my ex, I don't leave anyone I'm looking for stress again, fighting for Christmas ADHS and my manager laughing *** the law, there's no Demi, what's up Nike, KTM, Polo, Cap, Medicine Marlboro, Goldblinker, Sandbach, Amsdien Here at the Radwerder, Lautbach, Meschek, Info wie Rote Haus You are super, Yasmin Catastrophal, Casa, not my normal In the past, like a pirate, now I have my contract And make money legal, thank you, laugh in front of my brother Eyes ring, no sleep, ask the voice, full of hate Five-star restaurants But food with hands I don't *** with the clone Or my drone will blow up