TRADUZIONE IN ITALIANO
Sai Penso di aver perso di nuovo la testa Ancora raggiunto con le cose minori Latte versato su tutti i tuoi ricordi Fottiamo nella follia Ho sudato il tuo profumo, perché ti ho mangiato bene Nella Porsche parcheggiata fuori dalla strada ventosa Dove una volta giacevi, puoi restare non sto bene Fissazione, vita alta Mi ha messo alla prova ma vado giù Nessun assegno paga, scarsa pazienza Timido mis
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Sunshine – Triple One
You know
I think I lost my mind again
Still caught up with the minor things
Spilt milk on all your memories
We fuck into insanity
I sweat your scent, cos I ate you right
In the Porsche parked outside the windy road
Where you once laid, you can remain
I'm not okay
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Roll around town Betty Boop, no filler
Came up from the zoo, pretty itch I'm a gorilla
Got the mortein zoot, throw a ciggie out the window
Press my girl like she Nintendo, flip that pussy like a Reno
No cash flow, spent it all on a key and some alcho
Outback Joe, sucking on creme crocodile from the get go
Bindi on a bean, Irwin on a benzo
See you suckers are Animorphs
Turn into a snake, rap her skin when the camera off
Offside with my boys, like really?
Fuck your whole team I'm a porch side billy, oi
I been, racking my brain
She seen all of my face
I wanna settle my mistakes
I'm not okay, I'm not okay
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No paycheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Me get it popping, keep it bopping on new additions
On top of the trouble, we need a shuttle for later missions
I'm all for, they said what?
Thought they packing, I bring the ruckus and if they go off?
Air Max gonna hold me down
Rip the rah, cos that rhythm rip fast
And I rip that ass, in that little bish car
And it's ode to brothers me being the holy father
Don't call me papa, me Cher Guevara the matta
Hit the thighs senorita, that soul sacrifice
She a Chief ah, Keef ah
Falling from the heavens, I guess that shawties a eater
Little bit a punk in a little ballerina
Hit the thighs senorita, 1955 that Lolita
Mr Fire by the litre
Steady copping a flogging, still getting box like a coffin, I'm on
I been, racking my brain
She seen all of my face
I wanna settle my mistakes
I'm not okay, I'm not okay
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No paycheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
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