Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song my life, artist - Cro. Album song tru., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.09.2017
Record label: Chimperator
Song language: Deutsch
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 |
(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 |