Lacrim, 3robi, M Huncho - Fugazi paroles de (lyrics)

Money's important and Huncho is scoring
Thank God for the morning
Enthusiastic about all the money
Move Mexican bitch, I don’t know any Spanish
Yeah (A-A-AriBeatz)
I just pulled up in a venue, I vanish
I’m still smoking ammi
Sometimes with no cali we still eat wasabi
And it is so regular
Weed in the vehicle, yeah
She says "I’m crème de la crème"
I just flew from London to Lisbon
Then Lisbon to London
Then, London to Amsterdam, and
I ran into Lacrim, shit
I’m just a reasonable man, yeah
They got no reasonable doubt
Pull up in the studio, they call me money
'cause every time Huncho walks into the room
Yeah, yeah, he got large amounts
Sometimes I chill I ain’t bothered to count
I coulda taken a different route
Coulda been at it just chasing for clout
But, you know that all of
That's not what I’m about
But they all got reasonable doubt
I'm no lifeguard, I’m letting them drown
Had to send some yutes out of town, shit
I was just chasing some pounds, shit
They were just chasing some pounds, yeah
They could tell I was from 'round here
When you got nuked I was out there
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
There’s no fugazi around here

J'nique des mères, on est d'accord
27 mètres dix colombiennes à bord
Avec un string, elle passe sur du roller
J'veux du biff qu'importe la couleur
On a des brouilleurs, pour vos traqueurs
On va vite, parole d'anciens braqueurs
J'marche en solo, j'roule en Polo
Un bon prix pour 300 kilos
T'sais qu'j'en ai vu un paquet
De p'tit's fils de
P' faire les fous puis prendre un "prr"
J'viens du 94, je roule en Porsche
Cab', tu vois de ma tête
Direct ça fait "prr"
On a des Gucci, des montres, sur la vie de
Ma mère qui y en a plein oui
Qui voudraient nous graille des
Loves et des loves
J'suis plus sur la paille, rappelle-toi
Que j'ai trouvé la faille
Dans toutes les voitures rebeu

J'suis né dans le four, ouais
Tiré de ma tour, ouais
T'fumer je suis pour, ouais
T'fumer j'suis pour, eh
J'suis pour tirer de ma tour, ouais
T'fumer je suis pour, ouais
T'fumer j'suis pour
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
There’s no fugazi around here

3robimayne, Arabier in een Porsche
Met m'n boys en we shoppen in França
Met Kali, rook smoothie in Barça
Sirt kow3d, hnaya mkowedin
Op de sjans, tot we gekke dough zien
En je kan niet zomaar iemand als je bro zien
Veel fattoemannen willen me ook dood zien
Ben in Marruecos, ik geniet
Amsterdam is m'n city represent
Die sosa, die white
Altijd actief in de night
Mannen die zoeken naar fights
Open die fles op m'n drerries en flex
Ben met Lacrim en we roken die mack
Ben op de sjans, AirMax
Voor de haters, man, ik blow nog een stack
Ben hier met boeven, we zwoegen voor buit
We komen in osso's, man, zonder geluid
Veel problemen, maar we komen d'r uit
Champi flessen motherfack en ik spuit
Ik draag die Louis Vuitton
Je weet ik doe gek voor een som
Geen ribba in waggie van ton
Hij sprak te veel, ik snoer z'n mond
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
They’re still thinking that we
Have gone clear yeah, yeah
There’s no fugazi around here