Ian - 1 Aprilie (English Translation)
[Intro]
All these people fight with me, they give themselves all kinds of movies
Pockets full, I have enemies, yes, and files
I have dollars and pounds, I also gave grams and kilos
And bullets and balls, I have from powder to pills
I'm turning your wife into a post office, career into an ex
I'll piss on you until everyone yells at you
My people shook their elbows, everyone has a sprain
Rappers spit fake rhymes, say they got tuberculosis (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Still have
A little more to put them to sleep
Dining at the Sheraton
I was the wife of the man, he lied to me that he was the founder
By my side until I die, I can see that he wants us to marry
Just sing facts, slap him, put him to sleep
[Stanza]
Drunk dick in a hotel, non-stop throwing up next door
The rock is a big mountain, don't cross it without a parachute
Six days without a bit of sleep, how will I get through?
At Floreasca I get up, I go to draw a line
I run out, I make a compromise, I go shopping
In two days we break a hundred
Everyone wants to stay with us, they want to penetrate
15 years, since then we rule the planet from the shadows
They make brigades, I have ten people in my family
Drogatu' smokes vanilla pods
I'm bored, I have no competition, I draw a line
They made a band, they're number one, let's go April
I swear I'm pulling my nose at what they're doing
I give money, yes I haven't seen a clip where they touch the cars
You are a nephew, leave the witchcraft and nonsense
I pay four grand a night to fill my plates
Gangsters are okay, two lei character
I'm not kidding, give me a blowjob to see what it's like to take it
Get over it, I know it hurts and you still want me
Head up, princess, the crown falls, it's too gay
Beyblade head, mind playing hockey
You have the gait of a volleyball champion
You got roasted spinach, sailor, you're not Popeye
Either you're a mobster, or you're suffering from the former
Say which puppy it is, copy the model
Die with L-u', I can do you in any field
You're being attacked by a brother with an iron', it's causing chaos, I'm a prize
He makes sausage meat and I hope you have a place at Bellu
Flap pockets
Prayer, prose
Anturaju' costs
You are a sample
You didn't fit in the picture
Ego, overdose
Career, ex
We do it mail (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Still have
A little more to put them to sleep
Dining at the Sheraton
I was the wife of the man, he lied to me that he was the founder
By my side until I die, I can see that he wants us to marry
We're just singing facts, slap him, get some sleep
Still have
A little more to put them to sleep
Dining at the Sheraton
I was the wife of the man, he lied to me that he was the founder
By my side until I die, I can see that he wants us to marry
We're just singing facts, slap him, get some sleep
All these people fight with me, they give themselves all kinds of movies
Pockets full, I have enemies, yes, and files
I have dollars and pounds, I also gave grams and kilos
And bullets and balls, I have from powder to pills
I'm turning your wife into a post office, career into an ex
I'll piss on you until everyone yells at you
My people shook their elbows, everyone has a sprain
Rappers spit fake rhymes, say they got tuberculosis (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Still have
A little more to put them to sleep
Dining at the Sheraton
I was the wife of the man, he lied to me that he was the founder
By my side until I die, I can see that he wants us to marry
Just sing facts, slap him, put him to sleep
[Stanza]
Drunk dick in a hotel, non-stop throwing up next door
The rock is a big mountain, don't cross it without a parachute
Six days without a bit of sleep, how will I get through?
At Floreasca I get up, I go to draw a line
I run out, I make a compromise, I go shopping
In two days we break a hundred
Everyone wants to stay with us, they want to penetrate
15 years, since then we rule the planet from the shadows
They make brigades, I have ten people in my family
Drogatu' smokes vanilla pods
I'm bored, I have no competition, I draw a line
They made a band, they're number one, let's go April
I swear I'm pulling my nose at what they're doing
I give money, yes I haven't seen a clip where they touch the cars
You are a nephew, leave the witchcraft and nonsense
I pay four grand a night to fill my plates
Gangsters are okay, two lei character
I'm not kidding, give me a blowjob to see what it's like to take it
Get over it, I know it hurts and you still want me
Head up, princess, the crown falls, it's too gay
Beyblade head, mind playing hockey
You have the gait of a volleyball champion
You got roasted spinach, sailor, you're not Popeye
Either you're a mobster, or you're suffering from the former
Say which puppy it is, copy the model
Die with L-u', I can do you in any field
You're being attacked by a brother with an iron', it's causing chaos, I'm a prize
He makes sausage meat and I hope you have a place at Bellu
Flap pockets
Prayer, prose
Anturaju' costs
You are a sample
You didn't fit in the picture
Ego, overdose
Career, ex
We do it mail (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Still have
A little more to put them to sleep
Dining at the Sheraton
I was the wife of the man, he lied to me that he was the founder
By my side until I die, I can see that he wants us to marry
We're just singing facts, slap him, get some sleep
Still have
A little more to put them to sleep
Dining at the Sheraton
I was the wife of the man, he lied to me that he was the founder
By my side until I die, I can see that he wants us to marry
We're just singing facts, slap him, get some sleep