Gluh i Nijem [English translation]

Deaf and mute because of her

She hugs the other, kisses, the rhythm crushes me

Black Gucci bag thunders tozla, Louis Belt all

I try in vain to be cool, I die silently (yeah)

I'm not breathing because of her

I bite my tongue because of her ..

She hugs the other, kisses the rhythm crumbles mee

She entered AMG with bags from Louis

I try in vain to be cool, but I die because of her

My ego is dying

I'm throwing roses

101 a rose on a bit*h without a soul

I'm throwing roses

101 a rose on a bit*h without a soul

Cora drives Lamba, Amiri on me

When I'm drunk, I lose my manners

I've been sledding all night, to keep me cool

Then I put the skunk in the blunt to force it

Bam bam bam bam armor

Because of her, the war is being fought in the streets like in Syria

Fulfill my three wishes like Gini

We had s*x in a limo

We are perfect together like an olive and a martini

Mom says you're evil in your eyes

Everything near you is highly flammable

And you were better off with me than the bees in vanilla

Deaf and mute because of her

She hugs the other, kisses, the rhythm crushes me

Black Gucci bag thunders tozla, Louis Belt all

I try in vain to be cool, I die silently (yeah)

I'm not breathing because of her,

I bite my tongue because of her ..

She hugs the other, kisses the rhythm, crushes me

She entered AMG with bags from Louis

I try in vain to be cool, but I die because of her

My ego is dying

I'm throwing roses

101 a rose on a bit*h without a soul

I'm throwing roses

101 a rose on a bit*h without a soul

Range Rover, Daytona

Game over, Fame is not money

Ooo from the bottom to the throne standing in line to your groin

S*x, Dr*gs, Jack, Cola

Control, power and hunting

Oooo babes “bend over”

Such an ass can only fit in "Fashion Nova" ...

We are perfect together like an olive and a martini

Mom says you're evil in your eyes

Everything near you is highly flammable

And you were better with me than bees in vanilla

Deaf and mute because of her

She hugs the other, kisses, the rhythm crushes me

Black Gucci bag thunders tozla, Louis Belt all

I try in vain to be cool, I die silently (yeah)

I'm not breathing because of her

I bite my tongue because of her ..

• Artist:Buba Corelli