Translation of the song lyrics MC Mlohavi - Ajs Nigrutin

MC Mlohavi (original)

Kaže da može bez mene, pa mogu I ja bez nje
Ona ima vibrator, ja porno filmove
Čemu to vodi, nek mi neko kaže, bre
Danas dižu noseve I žene debele
Telešop su zvale, sad su pičke prelepe
Mazale preko sala neke fensi meleme
Pijem hedovinu hedova, otpale mi oči
Izgubio sam cvikere prekjuče u Borči
Uz’o sam satelitsku I gledam porno kanal
Vidim dobre lezbejke, sa vibratorom anal
Kako dobar prizor, palim drugi televizor
I video da snimim, jedan indo uz’o dimim
Jedno oko levo, drugo oko desno
Neka baba na reklami trlja sise besno
Cvaj cvaj cvaj — nul nul nul
Nemački debili, njima je to kul
Osta' budan cele noci, k’o baraba iz huda
Ulozile su truda vune sa fast fuda
Prekrdašio sam mere, prešao sve crte
Dvogledom sam gledo neke pičke što se trte
Šorti je pitao jesu li su dobre da se zavrte
Svi smo se složili, dobre su kao iz vrta
Neke su predložile da odemo do mene
A na gajbi su mi tetka, teča, na vrata kuca dever
Umesto na jug, moraću na sever
Na pijaci u kraju, osušio se celer
U džepu mi kondomi, flop I rizle stotke

MC Mlohavi (translation)

She says she can do without me, so I can do without her
She has a vibrator, I have porn movies
What does this lead to, someone tell me, bro
Even fat women turn up their noses today
They called the teleshop, now the pussies are beautiful
They spread some fancy salves over the fat
I drink the hedovina of the heds, my eyes fall out
I lost my boots the day before yesterday in Borča
I took a satellite TV and I'm watching a porn channel
I see good lesbians, with an anal vibrator
What a good scene, I turn on the second TV
And a video to record, I smoke one Indo uz'o
One eye on the left, the other eye on the right
Let the granny in the commercial rub her tits furiously
Whoah whoah whoah — nil nil nil
German morons, it's cool for them
Stay awake all night, like a bastard from hell
They put in the effort of wool from fast food
I crossed the lines, crossed all the lines
I'm looking at some pussy rubbing with binoculars
Shorty asked if they were good to spin
We all agreed, they are as good as the garden
Some suggested that we go to my place
And my aunt and uncle are on the crate, my brother-in-law is knocking on the door
Instead of going south, I will have to go north
At the market in the end, celery dried
I have condoms, flip flops and hundreds of coins in my pocket