Komm in ‘nem Maybach
Die Zahlen verfünffacht
Jagen in der Nacht
Konkurrenz ist zu schwach
Der sh#t hier zu einfach
Keiner kommt hier nach
Und wenn du meinst, du kannst es besser als ich, dann laber nicht viel und mach’s mir doch nach Hol’ up
Platz Eins in Album Charts, nicht mal ein ganzes Album rausgebracht
Auf meiner Festplatte, Songs im Wert, von ‘nem Plattenvertrag
Das ist echter Rap und kein Playlist b#llsh#t, Digga, sag mir mal, was hast du gedacht?
Du hast Zeit verbracht und mich runtergemacht, ich bin den Verdacht du willst in die Schlacht
Bin zwar kein Driller, doch bin zweit bester nach Mr. Loco
Die Zahlen ab heute high, sowie die Rap Szene und das ohne Coco
Kleiderschrank von Dior zu Prada, Versace und ein bisschen Yamamoto
Drill Beat trotzdem No Drill, gib mir One Bill, mach daraus One Mill
I’ve been everywhere, man
Looking for someone
Someone who can please me
Love me all night long
I’ve been everywhere, man
Looking for you, babe
Looking for you, babe
Searching for you, babe
Where have you been
All my life? All my life?
Where have you been all my life?
Where have you been all my life?
Where have you been all my life?
Where have you been all my life?
This ain’t no Drill, mit den Texten bin ich ready to kill
Ich mach was ich will und das mit Zero chill und das Rap Game bitte mit echtem Skill
Ein Haufen von b#tches, kopieren mein sh#t, nachdem sie gelacht haben
Und dann nach den Zahlen, sind wir plötzlich Homies, wie könnt ihr’s nur wagen
Provokante Grimasse und Fake Friends entlassen, sie lieben und hassen
In mei’n Augen ‘n’ p#ss#, ich ess’ dich du Groupie, du bist nur ein Touri
Wer hat dich erzogen, man hat dich belogen, bist ‘n’ Kind von ‘ner Hure
Mein Name ist trendy, du siehst ihn am Handy, mein Name ist jedem bekannt
Stürme das Game, geb’n Fick auf dein Fame und du retard bist wieder zu lame, b#tch
Respektloser Bastar, geb Fick auf Gefühle, man who is to blame, b#tch?
Danke für den Rat
Doch hab ich gefragt?
Dein Jahreseinkommen, trag ich heut gechillt wieder an meinem Arm
Personal Shooter, ja du kannst ihn dir gern buchen aber weiß es hat sein Preis
Kein Clown aus dem Game, kommt an mich heran, ich gehör nicht zu dem Scheiß
Du bist eine b#tch
Siehst du diesen Switch?
Und wenn du ein Tipp hast, dann behalt ihn für dich
I’ve been everywhere, man
Looking for someone
Someone who can please me
Love me all night long
I’ve been everywhere, man
Looking for you, babe
Looking for you, babe
Searching for you, babe
Where have you been
All my life? All my life?
Where have you been all my life?
Where have you been all my life?
Where have you been all my life?
Where have you been all my life?
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Dome – Blutbad
No Drill Lyrics English
Come in ‘Nem Maybach
The numbers quilt
Hunting at night
Competition is too weak
The sh#t here too easy
No one comes here
And if you mean, you can do it better than me, then do not get a lot and do it to me after getting up
Place one in album charts, not even a whole album bonded
On my hard drive, songs worth, from ‘nem record deal
This is real rap and no playlist b#llsh#t, digga, tell me, what did you think?
You spent time and left me, I’m the suspicion you want to go into the battle
Although I’m not a drill, but I’m second to Mr. Loco
The numbers from today high, as well as the rap scene and without Coco
Wardrobe by Dior to Prada, Versace and a little Yamamoto
Drill Beat Nevertheless No Drill, Give Me Bill, Make It One Mill
I’ve Been Everywhere, Man
Looking for Someone
Someone Who Can Pleease Me
Love Me All Night Long
I’ve Been Everywhere, Man
Looking for You, babe
Looking for You, babe
Searching for you, babe
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN
All My Life? All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
This ain’t no drill, with the texts I am ready to kill
I do what I want and with Zero Chill and the Rap Game please with real skill
A pile of b#tches, copy my sh#t after you laughed
And then after the numbers, we are suddenly homies, how can you only venture
Provocant grimace and fake friends dismissed, they love and hate
In my eyes ‘n’ p#ss#, I eat you, you groupie, you are just a tourism
Who educated you, you have lied to you, are ‘n’ child of ‘ner wh#re
My name is trendy, you see him on the phone, my name is known to everyone
Storm the game, f#cking f#ck on your fame and you retard are back to Lame, b#tch
Respectless Bastar, Geb f#ck on Emotions, Man Who is to Blame, b#tch?
thanks for the advice
But did I ask?
Your annual income, I’m talking again today on my arm
Personal shooter, yes you can book him but knows his price
No clown from the game, comes to me, I am not hearing the sh#t
You are a b#tch
Do you see this switch?
And if you have a tip, then retain it for you
I’ve Been Everywhere, Man
Looking for Someone
Someone Who Can Pleease Me
Love Me All Night Long
I’ve Been Everywhere, Man
Looking for You, babe
Looking for You, babe
Searching for you, babe
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN
All My Life? All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Where Have You Been All My Life?
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
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