[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
We have hookers around
We have lawsuits pending
We have drug in tin
Money from chlorine traffic
Say who their daddy is
How dare I not kill them?
Flatulence on an empty stomach
I slap you, you fly
We have hookers around
We have lawsuits pending
We have drug in tin
Money from chlorine traffic
Say who their daddy is
How dare I not kill them?
Flatulence on an empty stomach
I slap you, you fly

[Stanza]
I see a faker, I say tea, I see a pussy, she says wow
All of ours say it out loud
For slaves they are bau-bau
For slaves they arе bau-bau
I dribble you like Bow Wow
I have bitchеs, Chow Chow
All my brothers, smoke, drink
Cocaine, Curaçao
Vanilla with cocoa
No bullshit, like that
Whenever, wherever I want
When you were well they would come
When not, all the brothers left
After they kept challenging you
Face to face they trembled
We have problems in the attic
I'm walking, I'm not lost in the street
They are trying to do us
I humiliate him, after the crack
Whore in my bed, goat
I don't smoke any weed anymore
Put the cataroiu in the tray
Put your enemy in a pit
What if we are flattered?
That's why you don't like us very much
I have the crown next to me, prince
He swears in vain
Everything he posts is cringe
All the clothes are kitsch
I know for sure, you won't risk it
You know everything you tell us is false
Circle around the agarics
Does not stick without glue
They will all end up here
With piss in bladders, yeah
You're still little, yeah
See how the hell you fall, yeah
Guess who I am, yeah
Hell for the sad, yeah
[Chorus]
We got bitches around (Yeah)
We got lawsuits (Yeah)
We have drug in tin
Money from chlorine traffic
Say who their daddy is
How dare I not kill them?
Flatulence on an empty stomach
I slap you, you fly
We have hookers around
We have lawsuits pending
We have drug in tin
Money from chlorine traffic
Say who their daddy is
How dare I not kill them?
Flatulence on an empty stomach
I slap you, you fly