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MANSION MUSIK - Trippie Redd 「Tekst」 - Bosanski prevod

(I'm shy, oh my God) Ha. Yeah, yeah!
Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks, uh
Ridin' 'round town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes
Spent eight mil' on a crib, bought that bitch with a moat

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MANSION MUSIK - Trippie Redd 「Tekst」

(I'm shy, oh my God) Ha. Yeah, yeah!
Niggas wanna be my kin, pussy, you not my folks, uh
Ridin' 'round town in a Benz, put that bitch on spokes
Spent eight mil' on a crib, bought that bitch with a moat
Bitch, I just got rich, let's have a goddamn toast
Step on a nigga in Ricks, got on a cranberry coat
Yeah, it's just me and my ho, snake eyes, bitch, like a G.I. Joe
Baby, sit back, just smoke my dope, go get your brother, I heard that he croak
Put that on your mother, I know y'all hoes, still gotta stick to the code
Boy, I get in that mode, don't play with me, boy, this shit ain't for show
Eighty-eight keys, no piano, gotta get it how you live, that's my MO
Yeah, she want the whole thing, not the demo
Pull in through a tunnel in my Maybach limo




Yeah, she want double trouble, that's akimbo
Whip her head back and forth, not no Willow
Get that nigga out that horse, feel like Django
Sendin' shots everywhere, I feel like Rambo
Call of Duty, bitch, pull up with commandos
I might buy a yacht, feel like Jack Sparrow
Posted in the field like a damn scarecrow
And my brother sellin' white like some ashy elbows
Shawty, what's your name? Put you in Chanel, ho
I ain't even at the beach, but I could send some shells, ho
Gotta get the all-black Ricks, shell toes
Keep all of that gangster shit up off the cell phone
My brother in the hole, we can't talk off the jail phone
With my brothers in the streets, man, I feel like Elmo



Sending all the shots and I got all the ammo
Got this shit lit like a damn candle
Pop a nigga's top like a damn canned good
Chrome Heart shades look like some Ray-Bans, yeah
Red car, red bag, feel like Santa
Red bandana, here to fuck your plans up
What's up in your head? You want some smoke, some cancer?
Pussy, get your bands up, codeine in the Fanta
Put them poles on you niggas, turn you into dancers
Yeah, AK-47 with a damn banana, uh
Turn a pussy block into a damn bonanza
I got white like Hannah, proud of me like Tana
They got pigs at they crib like they in Alabama
Sippin' 1942 mixed with Tropicana


Pour a four, skadoosh, Kung Fu Panda
With the gangsters and the robbers chilling in Atlanta
Feds hit the trap, throw the codeine in the blammer
I'm on Magnolia, cops puttin' me in handcuffs

[Outro]
800 gang
1400 (Bah)
Big 14 (Bah), know what the fuck going on (Bah)
Gang (Bah), gang
(I'm shy, oh my God)


MANSION MUSIK - Trippie Redd 「Tekst」 - Bosanski prevod


(Stidljiv sam, oh moj bože) ha. Da da!
Niggas želi biti moj rod, maca, nisi moji ljudi, uh


Odušeni grad u Benzu, stavi tu kuju po glasnoće
Potrošio sam osam mil 'na krevetiću, kupio tu kuju sa jamkom
Kučko, samo sam se bogati, hajde da imamo prokleti tost
Korak na crnjaku u riksu, našao se na kaputu od brusnice
Da, samo sam ja i moja, zmija, kuja, poput G.i. Joe
Dušo, sjedni, samo puši moj drogu, idi po brata, čuo sam da je kreten
Stavite to na majku, znam da se motite, još uvijek morate držati kôda
Dečko, ulazim u taj mod, ne igraj se sa mnom, dečko, ovo sranje nije za emisiju
Osamdeset i osam ključeva, nema klavira, moram dobiti kako živite, to je moj mo
Da, želi cijelu stvar, a ne demo
Povucite kroz tunel u mojoj limuzini Maybach
Da, želi dvostruku nevolju, to je Akimbo
Udari glavu naprijed i nazad, a ne vrbe
Izvadite tu crnjaku tog konja, osjećate se kao Đango


Slanje svugdje, osjećam se kao Rambo
Call of Duty, kujo, povucite se sa komandosima
Mogao bih kupiti jahtu, osjećam se kao Jack Sparrow
Objavljeno na polju kao prokleto strašilo
A moj brat prodaje bijelo poput nekih lakta pepela
Shawty, kako se zoveš? Stavi te u Chanel, ho
Nisam ni na plaži, ali mogao bih poslati neke granate, ho
Moram dobiti sve-crne rike, nožne prste
Držite sve te gangster sranje sa mobitela
Moj brat u rupi, ne možemo razgovarati sa zatvora
Sa braćom na ulicama, čovječe, osjećam se kao Elmo
Slanje svih snimaka i dobio sam svu municiju
Imam ovo sranje poput proklete svijeće
Pop a nigga je vrh poput prokletog konzervi dobrog


Hrome srčane nijanse izgledaju kao neki banci, da
Crveni automobil, crvena torba, osjeća se kao Santa
Crvena Bandana, evo da jebeš svoje planove
Šta ima u glavi? Želiš malo dima, neki rak?
Maca, uzmi svoje bendove, kodein u fanta
Stavite ih na svoje crnjake, pretvarajte vas u plesače
Da, AK-47 sa prokletom bananom, uh
Okrenite macu u prokletu bonanzu
Bila sam bijela kao Hannah, ponosna na mene poput tane
Imaju svinje na njih poput njih kao u Alabami
Sippin '1942 pomiješan sa tropicanom
Sipajte četiri, skadoosh, kung fu panda
Sa gangsterima i pljačkašima koji se hlade u Atlanti
Federi su pogodili zamku, bacaju kodein u blammer


Ja sam na magnoliji, policajci me stavljaju u lisice

[Outro]
800 banda
1400 (bah)
Big 14 (bah), znaj šta se događa (bah)
Banda (bah), banda
(Stidljiv sam, oh moj bože)



Lyrics by Sanderlei

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