Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ochi De Sticla, artist - Marko Glass. Date of issue: 23.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Romanian
Ochi De Sticla(original) |
| Și văd că vrea să-și revină |
| Mult prea târziu, mă nenică |
| Și cine te ascultă, te ascultă cu o ureche străînă (Ha) |
| Ăștia vorbesc doar de clout, nu înseamnă nimic |
| Dar înseamnă, că nu văd what you sounding on |
| Din dormitor am clădit o afacere, ăștia vorbesc while I’m counting on |
| Arată banii, arătă-ți procentu', să-ți zic cât mai pierzi, un design alone |
| Lasă imprumutu', și hai să-ți arăt cum mai facem noi banii, no clowning on |
| (Ching) |
| I’m make some bands, gon' make some bands, I got my racks up |
| Dacă mă suni, bani nu vorbești, I’m gonna hang up (I'm gonna hang up) |
| Tot-tot că la carte, nu jucăm în liga lentă |
| Și de pe Marte, poți să vezi că ăștia-s made up |
| Fut banii, am shiny, got three, four on Miley |
| Petrec o seară, n-am nothing |
| Vor să mă facă din |
| Dacă vorbesc, să reții tot ce zic |
| Nu mai repet nimic, nu-s că ăștia când își deschid gură, au uitat tot ce-au zis |
| Ceea ce înseamnă, băiete, că sunt mincinoși |
| They be |
| Scaun de piele, mășînă |
| Mă duc, dau vezi să nu vină (Ah-ah-ah-ah) |
| Plan tussina, te văd în beznă, lumina |
| Nu simt nimic, nu morfină |
| Ce țipe vrei să, combinăm |
| Magie pură, nu crimă |
| Nu vezi nimic, ochi de sticlă |
| Faruri închise, parcat |
| Față la bloc, numerar |
| În față voastră, am har |
| La spate vorbiți, e clar |
| Și văd că vrea să-și revină |
| Mult prea târziu, mă nenică |
| Și cine te ascultă, te ascultă cu o ureche străînă |
| Don’t show me love, if that shit ain’t legit |
| Tired of fakers, they getting the brims |
| How can they talk, with their mouth full of dick |
| Lift 'em behind, them I’m paying my rent |
| I need a big car, and a new coupe, maybe Masseratti în this bitch |
| They be some big cons, you a fake, I don’t care about the shit you did |
| Real shit, I don’t feel shit |
| I needs some bands, to go with my trips |
| Tons of money, ready the broads |
| When I come in, all the cameras lit |
| Why they be acting like they know the jit? |
| Stop with the cap, and your group gonna split |
| I need some big racks, just to sleep on, Don’t you think all of 'em listening? |
| Hunna' inches, TV |
| If you gon' talk, you should see me |
| I know you’re trying to, mislead |
| (translation) |
| And I can see that he wants to recover |
| Far too late, I swear |
| And whoever listens to you, listens to you with a foreign ear (Ha) |
| They're just talking about clout, it doesn't mean anything |
| But it means, I don't see what you sounding on |
| From the bedroom I built a business, they talk while I'm counting on |
| Show the money, show your percentage, let me tell you how much you lose, a single design |
| Leave the loan, and let me show you how we make money, no clowning on |
| (Ching) |
| I'm making some bands, gon' make some bands, I got my racks up |
| If you call me, money don't talk, I'm gonna hang up (I'm gonna hang up) |
| After all, on paper, we don't play in the slow league |
| And from Mars, you can see that these are made up |
| Steal the money, got shiny, got three, four on Miley |
| I spend an evening, I have nothing |
| They want to make me out of |
| If I speak, remember everything I say |
| I won't repeat anything, it's not like when these people open their mouths, they forgot everything they said |
| Which means, boy, they're liars |
| They be |
| Leather seat, car |
| I'm going, make sure it doesn't come (Ah-ah-ah-ah) |
| Plan tussina, I see you in the dark, the light |
| I feel nothing, no morphine |
| What scream do you want, let's combine |
| Pure magic, not murder |
| You see nothing, glass eyes |
| Headlights off, parked |
| Against block, cash |
| Before you, I have grace |
| You talk behind your back, it's clear |
| And I can see that he wants to recover |
| Far too late, I swear |
| And whoever listens to you, listens to you with a foreign ear |
| Don't show me love, if that shit ain't legit |
| Tired of fakers, they are getting the brims |
| How can they talk, with their mouth full of dick |
| Lift 'em behind, them I'm paying my rent |
| I need a big car, and a new coupe, maybe Masseratti in this bitch |
| They be some big cons, you a fake, I don't care about the shit you did |
| Real shit, I don't feel shit |
| I need some bands, to go with my trips |
| Tons of money, ready the broads |
| When I come in, all the cameras lit |
| Why are they acting like they know the jit? |
| Stop with the head, and your group gonna split |
| I need some big racks, just to sleep on, Don't you think all of 'em listening? |
| Hunna' inches, TV |
| If you gon' talk, you should see me |
| I know you're trying to, mislead |