Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song fake you., artist - Cro. Album song tru., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.09.2017
Record label: Chimperator
Song language: Deutsch
fake you.(original) |
| Alles Peace, alles nice |
| Ich brauch' nicht mehr zu rappen, Diggi, Ziel ist erreicht |
| Doch ich lieb' diesen Scheiß |
| Wir rauchen wie in Ketten, meine Sneakers sind weiß |
| Denn ich flieg' durch die Night |
| Ihr könnt aufhör'n zu rappen, denn mein Team ist soweit |
| Nach dem Lied ist vorbei |
| Fake you, fake you |
| Fake you, stay tru |
| Snacks on snacks, ohh, ich brauch' Eis |
| Snaps on snaps, bitte nicht ins Face |
| IPhone schwarz und die Sneaks in weiß |
| Du likst, was ich mach', oh, ich mach', was ich like |
| Und jeder hier im Club macht Drakemoves |
| Kein Preme aufm Shirt, sondern fake you |
| Was bedeutet, dass ich nie etwas für Fame tu' |
| Und dennoch, dennoch, dennoch, dennoch, dennoch |
| Komm’n Girls hier und Girls da, Postfach wie bei Worldstar |
| Ein Blick reicht schon und sie ist in mei’m iPhone |
| Mhm, mach dein Top mal zu, no, oh no, I don’t fuck with you |
| Brauchst hier gar nicht auf tun, Handy aus |
| Und ja, ich bin immer noch mit denselben Boys down von damals |
| Keine Hoes, kein Drama |
| Wir chillen in 'nem Haus, in dem Bett |
| Und Baby, wenn du willst, komm dazu |
| Ist alles Peace, alles nice |
| Ich brauch' nicht mehr zu rappen, Diggi, Ziel ist erreicht |
| Doch ich lieb' diesen Scheiß |
| Wir rauchen wie in Ketten, meine Sneakers sind weiß |
| Denn ich flieg' durch die Night |
| Ich tu', was ich will, Homie, hier ist der Beweis |
| Nach dem Lied ist vorbei |
| Fake you, fake you |
| Fake you, stay tru |
| Feeling kinda nice in the driver seat |
| Every single night you can feel the heat |
| They say move or be moved, either you feelin' the groove |
| We step aside, got my right hand standin' next to me |
| We only text when a night for your life to change |
| Let’s go for a ride, maybe you feel the same |
| They say move to get move it, you got nothing to lose |
| When you got nothing to prove, you gotta play the game |
| And we’ll win that |
| And we’ll win that |
| Ist alles Peace, alles nice |
| Ich brauch' nicht mehr zu rappen, Diggi, Ziel ist erreicht |
| Doch ich lieb' diesen Scheiß |
| Wir rauchen wie in Ketten, meine Sneakers sind weiß |
| Denn ich flieg' durch die Night |
| Ihr könnt aufhör'n zu rennen, denn mein Team ist soweit |
| Nach dem Lied ist vorbei |
| Fake you, fake you |
| Fake you, stay tru |
| (translation) |
| All peace, all nice |
| I don't need to rap anymore, Diggi, I've achieved my goal |
| But I love this shit |
| We smoke in chains, my sneakers are white |
| Because I'm flying through the night |
| You can stop rapping because my team is ready |
| After the song is over |
| Fake you, fake you |
| Fake you, stay true |
| Snacks on snacks, ohh, I need ice cream |
| Snaps on snaps, please do not in the face |
| IPhone black and the sneakers in white |
| You like what I do, oh, I do what I like |
| And everyone here at the club does Drakemoves |
| No preme on the shirt, but fake you |
| Which means that I never do anything for fame |
| And yet, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless |
| Come on girls here and girls there, mailbox like at Worldstar |
| One look is enough and it's in my iPhone |
| Mhm, close your top, no, oh no, I don't fuck with you |
| You don't need to open it here, turn off your cell phone |
| And yes, I'm still down with the same boys from back then |
| No hoes, no drama |
| We're chilling in a house, in the bed |
| And baby if you want, come on |
| Everything is peace, everything is nice |
| I don't need to rap anymore, Diggi, I've achieved my goal |
| But I love this shit |
| We smoke in chains, my sneakers are white |
| Because I'm flying through the night |
| I do what I want, homie, here's the proof |
| After the song is over |
| Fake you, fake you |
| Fake you, stay true |
| Feeling kinda nice in the driver seat |
| Every single night you can feel the heat |
| They say move or be moved, either you feelin' the groove |
| We step aside, got my right hand standin' next to me |
| We only text when a night for your life to change |
| Let's go for a ride, maybe you feel the same |
| They say move to get move it, you got nothing to lose |
| When you got nothing to prove, you gotta play the game |
| And we'll win that |
| And we'll win that |
| Everything is peace, everything is nice |
| I don't need to rap anymore, Diggi, I've achieved my goal |
| But I love this shit |
| We smoke in chains, my sneakers are white |
| Because I'm flying through the night |
| You can stop running because my team is ready |
| After the song is over |
| Fake you, fake you |
| Fake you, stay true |