More songs by Niko B
Description
Producer: Denis.
Composer: Denis.
Composer: Tom Austin
Lyrics and translation
Original
Left side, do a Cartier slide.
I might cop the next ride, but I'd rather not talk about it.
Wrist time and she wonder which price, and I told her it's mine, but I'd rather not talk about it. Who is this? Who is that? Who is you? Yeah.
Numbers dialed, hit a dance, only you left. Only I only do what I do, yeah.
Simmer down, half an ounce in a Zeus MP. Three G's on a CDG.
Hit a leather and they all see me. I got a bag from Acne. Polka dot like acne.
Patches on my knees like I'm walking with a bad knee. Left side, do a Cartier slide.
I might cop the next ride, but I'd rather not talk about it.
Wrist time and she wonder which price, and I told her it's mine, but I'd rather not. . .
Left side, do a Cartier slide. I might cop the next ride, but I'd rather not. . .
Wrist time and she wonder which price, and I told her it's mine, but I'd rather not. . .
Left side, do a Cartier slide.
I might cop the next ride, but I'd rather not talk about it.
Wrist time and she wonder which price, and I told her it's mine, but I'd rather not talk about it. Who is this? Who is that? Who is you? Yeah.
Numbers dialed, hit a dance, only you left. Only I only do what I do, yeah.
Simmer down, half an ounce in a Zeus
MP. Three G's on a CDG. Hit a leather and they all see me. I got a bag from Acne.
Polka dot like acne. Patches on my knees like I'm walking with a bad knee.