Translation of the song lyrics my life - Cro

my life (original)

Eh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Uh baby
I never meant to be your man (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In my life
So let us have a little prayer and celebrate this every day and every night
This is alright
Strandhhotel
Ich schwör ich fühl mich wie ne Bank voll Geld
Mula, Guap, der Mann von Welt
Malt locker seine Scheine, so wie ganz von selbst
Ich chill' relaxt an der Küste
Und fasse wunderschönen Ladys an die Brüste
Yeah, ich brauch' kein’n Zettel oder Stifte
Meine Rhymes komm’n alle straight aus der Hüfte
Baby, ich hab' ein relaxtes Gesicht
Rap macht mich rich, check meine Cribs
Sag mir, wer macht den Scheiß so wie ich?
Wenn ich muss, muss es raus, mach das Mic an, ich piss' es
So, keine Zeit, mach' Business
Ja, leg dein Handy weg und scheiß mal auf Bitches
Denn jeder Tag ist dope, ja, ich schwör', ja, ich schwör', ja, ich schwör'
Hey Carlo, you make me feel some kind of way.
Like haven’t met you yet,
but i miss you already, hehe.
You know what, maybe we should fuck and it’ll
make you feel better.
Peace out.
Uh baby (oh Baby)
I never meant to be your man (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In my life
So let us have a little prayer and celebrate this every day and every night
This is alright
Das ist der chiggy-biggy-laid-back-Flow
Und der geht: chiggy-biggy-ey-ey-yo
Fahr' durch die City, geb' dem Tapedeck Cro
Lass' das Siggi Biggi blazen, yo
Eh, und ein Blaulicht stoppt mich nicht
Ich sage, Blaulicht stoppt mich nicht
Denn Blaulicht fährt nicht so schnell wie wir es tun

my life (translation)

uh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
uh baby
I never meant to be your man (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In my life
So let us have a little prayer and celebrate this every day and every night
This is alright
beach hotel
I swear I feel like a bank full of money
Mula, Guap, the man of the world
Draws his bills easily, as if all by himself
I chill relaxed on the coast
And touch the breasts of beautiful ladies
Yeah, I don't need a piece of paper or pens
My rhymes all come straight from the hip
Baby I got a relaxed face
Rap makes me rich, check my cribs
Tell me who does that shit like me?
If I have to, it has to come out, turn on the mic, I'll piss it
So, no time, do business
Yeah, put your phone down and fuck bitches
Because every day is dope, yes, I swear, yes, I swear, yes, I swear
Hey Carlo, you make me feel some kind of way.
Like haven't met you yet,
but i miss you already, hehe.
You know what, maybe we should fuck and it'll
make you feel better.
peace out
Uh baby (oh baby)
I never meant to be your man (yeah, yeah, yeah)
In my life
So let us have a little prayer and celebrate this every day and every night
This is alright
That's the chiggy-biggy-laid-back flow
And it goes: chiggy-biggy-ey-ey-yo
Drive through the city, give the tape deck Cro
Let Siggi Biggi blaze, yo
Eh, and a flashing blue light won't stop me
I say blue lights don't stop me
Because blue lights don't drive as fast as we do