Lyrics of Dejan Matić - Loš Sin, Jala

Dejan Matić - Loš Sin, Jala
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Date of issue: 05.10.2015
Song language: Bosnian

Dejan Matić

(original)
Osjeti me i miris mog Hugo Bossa
Tvoja raja bosa snima na minus osam
Stil je klošarski jer sam klošar
To je pičkasto pojasom vezan vozač
I jebem ti malu i popišam da je označim
Jer ništa mi ne vrijedi ko pješaku vozački
I samo ću se još jedne teze dotaći
Ko ogledalo jer svak se u njoj moze pronaći
Ulice su vrele neko dila gandžu neko grame bijele
Neko krade auta neko samo fele
Rotacija u kvartu jer nest’o je Mercedes
Ovdje svaki dan je ludilo
I vec svaki treći davno je poludio
Jer kolač premal' je da bi svako imao udio
I zato mnogo njih se ubrzo nađe pred sudijom!
Gledam u nebo, jer znam da čuva me Bog
I noću kad rolam bengom ja vidim toliko tog
Moji drže hotele, a juče' smo bili dno
Sad jebemo top modele, jer oni žele baš to
Što me sada traže, pored njih toliko
Gdje ste bili, kad sam bio niko (Dejan Matić)!
Gdje god sam krenuo tu sam i doš'o
Iako nisam stig’o još onda nisam ni poš'o
Fleks iz Roterdama je nije stig’o poštom
Kad kažem bavimo se svim samo mislim na pos’o
Lova bembare drolje, bijelo pod nosom
Novi Air Max na nozi boli me kurac za bonton
Ja hocu sve i jebe mi se kako docu do tog'
Može nam samo pušit' jer prebrz je protok
Nike, jebo Louis Vuitton i da imam milion opet bi' furao to
Kapuljača na glavi jako sumnjiv hod
U džepu deset panjeva, bokser ili nož
Jebo školu, jebo matematiku
Jebo vladu sve ih nabijem na kitu
Jebo školu, jebo matematiku
Lovu štekam u džep, robu štekam u patiku, Louš!
(translation)
He smelled me and the smell of my Hugo Boss
Your raja bossa shoots at minus eight
The style is bum because I'm a bum
It's a cunt seatbelt driver
And I fuck your little one and pee to mark her
Because a pedestrian driving is worth nothing to me
And I will just touch on one more thesis
Who is a mirror because everyone can find themselves in it
The streets are hot, some deal ganja, some white gram
Someone steals cars, someone just cheats
Rotation in the neighborhood because the Mercedes is missing
Everyday is madness here
And already one in three went crazy a long time ago
Because the pie is too small for everyone to have a share
And that's why many of them soon find themselves in front of a judge!
I look to the sky, because I know that God is watching over me
And at night when I'm rollerblading I see so much of it
My family owns hotels, and yesterday we were at the bottom
Now we're fucking the top models, because that's what they want
Why are they looking for me now, next to them so much
Where were you when I was nobody (Dejan Matić)!
Wherever I went, there I came
Although I haven't arrived yet, I haven't left either
The Rotterdam flex did not arrive in the mail
When I say we do everything, I mean business
Lova bembare bitch, white under her nose
The new Air Max on my foot is a pain in the ass for etiquette
I want it all and I don't know how I'm going to get it'
It can only smoke us because the flow is too fast
Nike, fuck Louis Vuitton and if I had a million I'd do it again
The hood on the head is a very suspicious move
In the pocket, ten stumps, a boxer or a knife
Fuck school, fuck math
Fuck the government, I'll put them all on a whale
Fuck school, fuck math
I put the money in my pocket, I put the goods in my sneaker, Louš!
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