Jay Samuelz, Danergy - International Rap Mashup songtext (lyrics)

Yeah, Ey, Ey

Ja, 24 7 in der Gosse, Hamamburg-Ost Dicka
Gangscheiß
Mach' deiner Kahba das Herz kaputt, ja
Sie steht auf Verbrecher
Im 63, da, wo ich herkomm’
Suchen Verräter das Weite
Ammoniak-Duft in der Luft
Baser auf Harman im Treppenhaus
Sehen aus wie lebende Leichen
What you call an icon livin'?
Start a record label, MSFTS just did it woah
Nylon cover, five minutes, woah
We up too hot in the business
'Bout to make a movie independent
Need new trucks, Independent
I need you to listen to the vision
All your verses sound like dirty dishes
In meinem Tracksuit mit
Drei Streifen, gekommen, um zu bleiben
Lass die Flasche kreisen
Uns Geschichte schreiben (Im upset)
In der Nacht, hunderttausend Watt
Ballern ausm Sub
(Fifty thousand on my head, it’s disrespect)
This is America
Don't catch you slippin' now
(Brandneue 38er) look how I'm livin' now
(Brandneue 38er! pow pow)
Police be trippin' now
Yeah, this is America guns in my area
I got the strap i gotta carry 'em
Weiter nach vorn
Denn ich will Diamanten auf der Roli
Turn that shit upside down, now it's a W
No, no, ain’t nobody fuckin’ with him
Red nicht so laut, guck
Die Straße hier ist voller Daules
You get kidnapped
Bitch slapped, thrown back, like woo!
22-Zoll Baby, rollen Baby, rollen Baby
I don't really want no friends
22-Zoll Baby, rollen Baby, rollen Baby
I don’t really want no friends, no
Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip
Got that super soaker mein ganzer Vorschuss
Er geht drauf für den Mercedes hit that
She a Fefe, her name Keke she eat all that
Mein ganzer Vorschuss, er geht drauf für den
I don't really want no friends, no

Die mattschwarze Politur von meinem Benzer
Die spiegelt nur die Tatsache
Dass ich Geld mach
I got, I got, I got, I got
Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace and
I got, I got, I got, I got
Connected wie die Telekom
Deshalb jede Woche neue Nummer
In mei'm Telefon (alo, alo)
Der Zeiger meiner Milli steht auf Million
(whoo) , auf Million
Milli, Milli, Millioooon (yeah)
Tell me somethin'
You mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin'
I'd rather die than to listen to you
My DNA not for imitation
Your DNA an abomination
This how it is when you in the Matrix
Dodgin' bullets, reapin' what you sow
And stackin' up the footage
Livin' on the go and sleepin' in a villa
Sippin' from a Grammy
Walkin' in the buildin'
Diamond in the ceilin', marble on the floors
Beach inside the window
Peekin' out the window
Baby in the pool, godfather goals
Only Lord knows I've been goin' hammer
Dodgin' paparazzi
Freakin' through the cameras
Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin' sandals
Yoga on a Monday, stretchin' to Nirvana (Ey)

22-Zoll Baby, rollen Baby, rollen Baby
I don't really want no friends
22-Zoll Baby, rollen Baby, rollen Baby
I don't really want no friends, no
Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip
Got that super soaker mein ganzer Vorschuss
Er geht drauf für den Mercedes hit that
She a Fefe, her name Keke she eat all that
Mein ganzer Vorschuss, er geht drauf für den
I don't really want no friends, no