CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Lazza-64 bars (english translation)
Ay
These kids don't give a f**k about music anymore
They only care about likes and birthday wishes
It looks like it's my birthday everyday but I didn't ask for any wish from nobody (no)
Ay (brr), okay
Zzala (Zzala), I f**k the rap scene, I tape her
And I send the video on a Telegram chat (hugh)
Bro, if I undo my zipper she slips, hand on fire, Scevola (ooh)
At 26 I still don't know what etiquette is, what a pity (no)
My other surname is "Money", Matteo Messina
Bro this b*t*h is begging me (begging me), bro this b*t*h annoys me (annoys me)
Bro this b*t*h Vileda (Vileda), Houston we've got a problem (problem)
I've got an alter ego, and he is talking to me in my sleep
I've never read the Exodus, I only care about taking the rap game at home with me
And about sodomizing it, okay, okay
64, but 12 is enough for me, bro
These guys can't talk, that's just an excuse if they use codes, no, no
Lost boys, I wonder if someone thinks "Go find them"
When I was a kid I didn't want to be just a prodigy, bro, I wanted to be Prodigy
Only design clothes (design), my new house, Versailles (aye)
3xl pile of purples (three), but I've got oversize pockets (ooh)
I've no room left for golds
I think about you telling me "Grow up" and I don't get it, bro
In case you didn't know my 3, bro
It's worth 10 like in briscola, okay
Got back from the tour, I take a b*t*h, I do parkour
Bring a friend, make out with her like on the t.A.T.u. video
Bro, I'm hot like Cancun, bro you're not heavy, like a balloon (ah)
I spray, but in your throat, like Tantum, last time I did that, you were born
Ooh, ooh, scary, I've come from a dark road
Without necklaces you're light, bro that's not just weight in carats
She brags about two slaps on her butt and she tries to be tough
That's a disease but I've got the vaccine
Exotic car, exotic girl, maracuja, alleluja
I get out from a sport car, I take your girl with me
She'd better be wearing a tracksuit, without décolleté
Demons, bro, they're courting me
I'll leave them behind me soon, I speed up on a black Lamborghini (skrt)
If a cop stops me without my ID
I just show me my Wikipedia page (ay)
Bro you're completely fake, your flow is "One Piece"
This girl after the encore she still asks for an encore
You just talk so much like Roman Pearce (bla bla bla)
Take the advance payment on your royalties and buy some Percos, good move
I'm the complete opposite of these guys, because Friday the 17th brings me luck
J
These kids don't give a f**k about music anymore
They only care about likes and birthday wishes
It looks like it's my birthday everyday but I didn't ask for any wish from nobody (no)
Ay (brr), okay
Zzala (Zzala), I f**k the rap scene, I tape her
And I send the video on a Telegram chat (hugh)
Bro, if I undo my zipper she slips, hand on fire, Scevola (ooh)
At 26 I still don't know what etiquette is, what a pity (no)
My other surname is "Money", Matteo Messina
Bro this b*t*h is begging me (begging me), bro this b*t*h annoys me (annoys me)
Bro this b*t*h Vileda (Vileda), Houston we've got a problem (problem)
I've got an alter ego, and he is talking to me in my sleep
I've never read the Exodus, I only care about taking the rap game at home with me
And about sodomizing it, okay, okay
64, but 12 is enough for me, bro
These guys can't talk, that's just an excuse if they use codes, no, no
Lost boys, I wonder if someone thinks "Go find them"
When I was a kid I didn't want to be just a prodigy, bro, I wanted to be Prodigy
Only design clothes (design), my new house, Versailles (aye)
3xl pile of purples (three), but I've got oversize pockets (ooh)
I've no room left for golds
I think about you telling me "Grow up" and I don't get it, bro
In case you didn't know my 3, bro
It's worth 10 like in briscola, okay
Got back from the tour, I take a b*t*h, I do parkour
Bring a friend, make out with her like on the t.A.T.u. video
Bro, I'm hot like Cancun, bro you're not heavy, like a balloon (ah)
I spray, but in your throat, like Tantum, last time I did that, you were born
Ooh, ooh, scary, I've come from a dark road
Without necklaces you're light, bro that's not just weight in carats
She brags about two slaps on her butt and she tries to be tough
That's a disease but I've got the vaccine
Exotic car, exotic girl, maracuja, alleluja
I get out from a sport car, I take your girl with me
She'd better be wearing a tracksuit, without décolleté
Demons, bro, they're courting me
I'll leave them behind me soon, I speed up on a black Lamborghini (skrt)
If a cop stops me without my ID
I just show me my Wikipedia page (ay)
Bro you're completely fake, your flow is "One Piece"
This girl after the encore she still asks for an encore
You just talk so much like Roman Pearce (bla bla bla)
Take the advance payment on your royalties and buy some Percos, good move
I'm the complete opposite of these guys, because Friday the 17th brings me luck
J
