For who knows how many times royal style right in the face
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Rime primas ko muSper while the plates are on the stamp
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This is a song, who's the boss? |
Open the cash register
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All the cash and extra checkers are for us tonight
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Muria and Vlast were written off at the start
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Someone works every day for five months to make ends meet
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And we do one performance
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The pussies are on us and the fags on the racK
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Monkey, when you pee, pick up the board (heh)
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Puss take off your clothes, actors take off your mask
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Djus and Teča remember us from every club stage
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Brother, all of Belgrade has our backs
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This is a gift from God, son
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I was meant to be rich
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All of Europe is rooting for Belgrade
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Street school, don't change the program when it's time
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He twists the thing to make the record sell well
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This is our shit, we're just waiting for it to blow up
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Street clan let's record what is mom fucking
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When we shoot the video, call the strongest cava
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You and I both know very well what makes money today
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Central booth for Serbian rulers
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Gilets, suits, ties and Versace patterns
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Now we are in the center of attention, the media is looking for us massively
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We are raising circulations
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The kids respond to everything I say
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This is royal style, royal style |
And just royal style, royal style
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Put your hands up, put your hands up
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Royal style, royal style
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And again royal style, royal style
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Put your hands up, put your hands up
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(royal style, royal style)
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Rappers are checking in to circulate Pérignon
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And on stage they open Navipov Million
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(Brother, he celebrates and drinks, walks in new clothes
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The crew listens to hip hop because that's what the hunt is all about
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Exclusive son, because there is a son
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The royal style is now playing and viva son
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While fags are drooling, our budget is drooling
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In this shit bro we all have perspective)
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They are all our bitches and we are filming outside of the videos
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For the royal style, everyone will go for it
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I went out to BK, she knows it's there
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It's smooth in her mouth and she takes it sweetly in her pussy
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And I tear her underwear with my teeth
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The Royal Style is the same as the Cash Cart
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Juice as cold as a corpse
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(Brother, this is a job for us and a hobby for you
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You know who's running the show
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Pussies, do some aerobics
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While we make a profit, the entertainers warm the benches
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You jerking dick (what is it), tongue in cheek
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This is for our people only, make a circle
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The royal style of the brother pumps up every club |
Hennessy is expensive, the bill on the table is long
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Who will pay for it?)
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Relax bro
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(On the House)
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Our price will not fall, it can only jump
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No matter how much I shake you, your eyes are bloody
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I pour whiskey for nights like these, they had to come
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How many of you feel me, how many of you hate me?
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What does the fish ask you while you drive it in a crate car?
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(Djus' album with the highest circulation in the last ten years)
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This is blowing up, we're fucking you all out of touch
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They would all sound like this, but this is not copied
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And the whole city is doing royal work
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And make sure no one on the team is a stinker
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And screw taxes and the law, this is our law
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I don't know about you, but this is how we do it
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You ask why every music video is shot like a movie (what?)
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Because this is royal style bro!
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Royal style, royal style
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And just royal style, royal style
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Royal style forever, royal style
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And again royal style, royal style
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And again royal style, royal style
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Royal style forever, royal style
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Put your hands up, put your hands up!
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Royal style, royal style
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And again royal style, royal style |
Raise your hands up.
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To hear the front row, to hear the back row
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To hear the middle row, to hear the whole club... |