Lyrics of La Martina - Jala Brat, Buba Corelli

La Martina (original)

Ne gubim glavu za njom nema fajde
Da idem odavde nemam kuda, zato 'ajde
Kući da idemo skupa, nemoj sam da idem
Skupa, tražena si kao da si iz Al-Qaede
Trebam plan B, al' pravim se da znam je
Ko je, šta je, gdje je, s kim je
Pravim se da znam je
U tebe gledat, a nemat te k’o kazna je
Ma to treba samo jebat', bilo vazda je
I pijana mortus, miriše na lotus
Inspiriše miris, njenih usana okus
Magija, hokus pokus, ma ne trebam konkurs
Uvijek si prva na listi, palim te k’o tompus
Čim sam je skin’o, iPhoneom sam snim’o
Jer ima tijelo koje do sada nisam im’o
Kaže da sam loš lik, al' diram je fino
La Martina, Moschino, na njoj sve ekskluzivno
Čim sam je skin’o, iPhoneom sam snim’o
Jer ima tijelo koje do sada nisam im’o
Kaže da sam loš lik, al' diram je fino
La Martina, Moschino, na njoj sve ekskluzivno
Na visoke pete ta je guza parkirana
Od glave do pete maskirana, markirana
S drugaricama u VIP-u gori crna matirana
Kući vodim je u džipu, na prvu me matirala
Ta mala je opasnost, u klubu do kasno
Kada se popne na sto nastane fijasko
Izgleda k’o Atina, gledam to tijelo božansko
Zovem je La Martina, jer ime joj nisam sazn’o
Vikendom studenti lome ga na skijama
Štikle 15 centi, a ti mrtva pijana
Voli da ga da k’o nekad Ana i Dijana
I da njemu se sveti, meni je guzom uvijala
Ma ko će ti ga 'vako dat'?
U hotelu sa pet zvjezdica, budimo cijeli sprat
«Jala Brat, 'ajde srolaj mi blunt
I lezi na te plahte da te ljubim u vrat»
Ljepoto, s kim si bolje ljubav vodila?
I tvoja mama kaže najljepšeg mama me rodila
Jebo tron i ove cipe' od krokodila
I jeb’o ove repere kako Jala zalomi ga
Čim sam je skin’o, iPhoneom sam snim’o
Jer ima tijelo koje do sada nisam im’o
Kaže da sam loš lik, al' diram je fino
La Martina, Moschino, na njoj sve ekskluzivno
Čim sam je skin’o, iPhoneom sam snim’o
Jer ima tijelo koje do sada nisam im’o
Kaže da sam loš lik, al' diram je fino
La Martina, Moschino, na njoj sve ekskluzivno
Na visoke pete ta je guza parkirana
Od glave do pete maskirana, markirana
S drugaricama u VIP-u gori crna matirana
Kući vodim je u džipu, na prvu me matirala
Ta mala je opasnost, u klubu do kasno
Kada se popne na sto nastane fijasko
Izgleda k’o Atina, gledam to tijelo božansko
Zovem je La Martina, jer ime joj nisam sazn’o

(translation)

I'm not losing my head, there's no use in it
I have nowhere to go from here, so come on
Let's go home together, don't go alone
Honey, you're wanted as if you're from Al Qaeda
I need a plan B, but I'm pretending to know it
Who he is, what he is, where he is, with whom he is
I pretend to know her
Looking at you and not having you is like punishment
You just have to fuck it, it's always been
And drunk mortus, smells like a lotus
She was inspired by the scent, the taste of her lips
Magic, hocus pocus, I don't need a competition
You're always first on the list, I'm burning you like a tompus
As soon as I took it off, I took a picture with my iPhone
Because he has a body I haven't had before
He says I'm a bad guy, but I touch her nicely
La Martina, Moschino, everything exclusive on it
As soon as I took it off, I took a picture with my iPhone
Because he has a body I haven't had before
He says I'm a bad guy, but I touch her nicely
La Martina, Moschino, everything exclusive on it
On high heels that ass is parked
From head to toe masked, marked
With friends in the VIP burning black matte
I take her home in a jeep, she beat me at first
That little danger, at the club until late
When he climbs the table, a fiasco ensues
It looks like Athens, I look at that divine body
I call her La Martina because I didn't know her name
On weekends, students break it on skis
Heels 15 cents, and you're dead drunk
She likes to give it to Ana and Diana
And to take revenge on him, she twisted my ass
Who will give it to you?
In a five star hotel, let's be the whole floor
"Jala Brat, come on, roll me a blunt
And lie on those sheets to kiss your neck »
Beauty, who did you make love to better?
And your mom says the most beautiful mom gave birth to me
Fuck the throne and these crocodile shoes
And fuck these rappers as Jala beats him
As soon as I took it off, I took a picture with my iPhone
Because he has a body I haven't had before
He says I'm a bad guy, but I touch her nicely
La Martina, Moschino, everything exclusive on it
As soon as I took it off, I took a picture with my iPhone
Because he has a body I haven't had before
He says I'm a bad guy, but I touch her nicely
La Martina, Moschino, everything exclusive on it
On high heels that ass is parked
From head to toe masked, marked
With friends in the VIP burning black matte
I take her home in a jeep, she beat me at first
That little danger, at the club until late
When he climbs the table, a fiasco ensues
It looks like Athens, I look at that divine body
I call her La Martina because I didn't know her name