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Kalazh44 Kashira Lyrics English Translation

By David Schmidt |
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Three kilos of snow in a white Mercedes

Write down a prayer before it's too late

Dealer in La Martina silk shirt

Do Colombian coke like Shakira

Hussein Akkouche, but she calls me Pablito

Purple changed in the casino

Marlboro empty, bring me Davidoff

Nine hundred watts in the solarium

The whole cake is mine

In the end it means War of the Roses

And even if I lose everything

Chisel me a monolith

I smell the Prada scent

Voddi and Sigara addiction

Do Haram, Najwa Karam

Totally drunk hit and run

I'm a hoe, give it all to Chelsea

The shirt and jacket from L.V

They take selfies on the boulevard

Because maybe I'll leave early, like James Dean

'55 Porsche Spyder

And the MILF says: 'Careful, little one!'

But I remain a forty-fiver

And I execute Moskovskaya

No doubts like Gwen Stefani

Benz, Bugatti, drive Ferrari

Don't enjoy any sleep because I shoot sharply

In the end everyone does as I say

Three kilos of snow in a white Mercedes

Write down a prayer before it's too late

Dealer in La Martina silk shirt

Do Colombian coke like Shakira

Chris, but she calls me DiCaprio

Drive with Samra in the convertible

My neck smells like Armani Code

“Tilidin' is on the radio

Grill chrome and my rims are pitch black

Mercedes S-Class with all the extras

Loaded Hecklers, the Taş packs in the car

And if the police come, we'll step on the gas straight away

No hunger, I'll stash a hundred thousand in five hundred

Now look, the waiter brings champagne and gives lobster

Go to the Louis boutique and I'll leave ten K

Life passes, see the world or see GeSa

Build an L-blunt, smoke out the window

“Bring me a white wine,” I say to the waiter

Awake for two days and fed up with coke

Withdraw twenty K and put it all on red

I rolled up hundreds of dollars in my bag

Oh, my whole mattress is full

Do a lot of para, music is blasting

G-Class, euros and lots of dollars

Three kilos of snow in a white Mercedes

Write down a prayer before it's too late

Dealer in La Martina silk shirt

Do Colombian coke like Shakira

Three kilos of snow in a white Mercedes

Write down a prayer before it's too late

Dealer in La Martina silk shirt

Do Colombian coke like Shakira

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