Benga po snijegu [English translation]

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She's ridin', throwing me like a BMW through the snow

When these legs wrap around my waist

And these eyes don't go to sleep for five nights

Come and pour me some whiskey over this ice

Throw Gucci and Zegna on the floor

She's aware of everything, she's killing

She'd kill herself, kill

The song plays on, she's spinning

She wants to make love, make love

All she wanted was to drive around in a black BMW

She's careless in the city, amongst wolves like a doe

Bullets are flying, so are bottles and cash

She's number one in the booth, and the booth is like a harem

And I'm paying, but don't give me my money back

Just turn it up, spin the rounds

Around us are our homeboys, the best ones

And you're hotter than any other woman

What you've got at the bottom of your spine is like a trunk of a Phantom, girl

You're shinning, killing with these curves under your pants

You're dancing, spinning, banging 'till the last atom

And I'd like to score like Eric Cantona

Like Pandora, she's not evil

An evening at your place, you're the reason I don't sleep

But there's no greater joy, dear, that's true

For an evening beside you I'd do anything

Okay, slowly walk towards me so that I can see the gold and the jewelry

On you there's only Gucci, Versace

On you I see everything that tempts me so much

It looks at me and tells me - come closer

She's a bomb, a catacomb

Like weed from the bong, what she does the entire day

She says, you're high, this smells very good

And she wants to try Amsterdam for free

Well, okay, she wants to melt beside me 'till dawn

Just like ice at the bar

She wants me to know that all the others aren't better

That she does everything dominantly

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Paranoia, she'd give up anything to be mine

She calls me from an unknown number

She calls, I don't pick up

She knows I'm not alone

Paranoia, she kisses my picture like a fangirl

Cori will buy you a Rolex in every color

The girl loves to drink, she likes to throw fists

You know what kind of a chick she is, she is

Almost midnight, she just started getting ready

Solo again, she's her own boss

She quenches her thirst with Corona, then switches to Jack

Manolo on her feet, the whole world under her feet

A jeep is always waiting for her at the front

In the jeep a guy is waiting for her, a jeep

From head to toe the Dsquared heels are screaming

Cleavage, the drink in her hand is pink

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• Artist:Jala Brat