Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Many, artist - MLK+. Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Russian language
Too Many(original) |
| I got way too many |
| I got way too many |
| Debbie gon' invade my thoughts in the night time |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| Before i end up with my squad not on the bright side |
| I got way too many flaws for a nice guy |
| Way too many shootin' stars in the night sky |
| Pray for fancy foreign cars that I might drive |
| Way too many gorgeous broads that I might pipe |
| Hype Wavy that he got plenty |
| My tribe is on sight cravin' |
| Chasin' the shit that u put on spaghetti |
| That extra sauce with the cheddar |
| Surfin' 2 storm with the weather |
| Rap game won’t calm an umbrella (never) |
| I got way too many |
| I got way too many |
| Night time |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| My squad not on the bright side |
| Стакан полон Техаса? |
| Брось, это не мой двор |
| Броник лишь понт, ведь тебе не светит пулевое |
| Насыпал в лоб, сыплет булик в бонг |
| Синий дурень попутал фронт, называя свою шайку mob |
| Слышь какой глок? |
| Тебе какой год? |
| Как упакован? |
| Из кармана виден зип с дерьмом |
| Твой саундтрек точно не ocean drive Duke Dumont |
| Под это не представишь hood окутанный дымом |
| Трудно принять — ты в этом мире мал |
| Что-то менять нужно как минимум, |
| но ты с приятелями синий вновь |
| Жертва системы, спишем на район |
| На то, что мама упустила, не увидела, ты обречён |
| I got way too many |
| I got way too many |
| Debbie gon' invade my thoughts in the night time |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| Before i end up with my squad not on the bright side |
| Пока не устал точно |
| В дом назад — ночью |
| Между дат прочерк |
| Остался и всё тут |
| Пролетали годы как |
| Лебеди на водой |
| Порода свободных |
| Здесь всё обоюдно |
| Да ну, нам потакать, не надо, иди |
| Явились со дна, пробить потолки |
| До седины, выбивать с вас будут пятаки |
| От глупости больны — власти в сласть дураки |
| Ууу |
| Прятки после войны — ууу |
| Гадки их выгоды — фууу |
| В пиджаке, да, на гамаке он |
| Продаёт страну |
| За злой дивиденд |
| Мне не сложно быть собой |
| Я тут и я молодой |
| Мой труд это вечный бой |
| Я строю из себя воина |
| Знаешь, что мне не больно |
| Видишь как я доволен |
| Кто-то идёт по тропам |
| Мы же прём на пролом |
| Я хотел бы быть лучше |
| Что потом? |
| Гражданин из космоса |
| Нету жизни без хлопот |
| Где создал сам поводы |
| И последствия |
| Нам в минус сто не холодно |
| Меня ждёт семья |
| Я дам любовь по проводу |
| Я колесил, обозревал, но в этот раз всё поменялось |
| Что-то случилось, я не копался, но откопал |
| Новый секрет, в моей руке, новая жизнь на моей голове |
| Перемещаюсь как будто во сне и меняю им зиму на лето |
| Вот чек, покупаю себе цепи |
| Я с собой тащу прицеп из надежды и в отсеках прячу свеженький концепт |
| Раздаю им по билету, покажи мне кто есть ты |
| Я пришёл к вам на планету прокачать свой скил |
| (translation) |
| I got way too many |
| I got way too many |
| Debbie gon' invade my thoughts in the night time |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| Before i end up with my squad not on the bright side |
| I got way too many flaws for a nice guy |
| Way too many shootin' stars in the night sky |
| Pray for fancy foreign cars that I might drive |
| Way too many gorgeous broads that I might pipe |
| Hype Wavy that he got plenty |
| My tribe is on sight cravin' |
| Chasin' the shit that u put on spaghetti |
| That extra sauce with the cheddar |
| Surfin' 2 storm with the weather |
| Rap game won't calm an umbrella (never) |
| I got way too many |
| I got way too many |
| night time |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| My squad not on the bright side |
| Glass full of Texas? |
| Come on, this is not my yard |
| Bronik is just a show off, because you don’t get a bullet |
| He poured it on the forehead, poured the bulik into the bong |
| The blue fool confused the front, calling his gang mob |
| Hear what glock? |
| What year are you? |
| How is packed? |
| A zip with shit is visible from the pocket |
| Your soundtrack is definitely not ocean drive Duke Dumont |
| Under this you can’t imagine a hood shrouded in smoke |
| Difficult to accept - you are small in this world |
| Something needs to be changed at the very least. |
| but you and your friends are blue again |
| Victim of the system, write off the district |
| What mom missed, didn’t see, you are doomed |
| I got way too many |
| I got way too many |
| Debbie gon' invade my thoughts in the night time |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| You tell her wait a minute |
| Before i end up with my squad not on the bright side |
| Until I'm really tired |
| To the house back - at night |
| Dash between dates |
| Stayed and that's it |
| Years flew by like |
| Swans on the water |
| Breed free |
| Everything is mutual here |
| Yes, well, we indulge, no need, go |
| Came from the bottom, break through the ceilings |
| To gray hair, nickels will beat you out |
| From stupidity they are sick - the authorities are sweet fools |
| uuu |
| Hide and seek after the war - uuu |
| Nasty their benefits - fuuu |
| In a jacket, yes, he is on a hammock |
| Sells the country |
| For an evil dividend |
| It's not hard for me to be myself |
| I am here and I am young |
| My work is an eternal battle |
| I'm building a warrior out of myself |
| You know that it doesn't hurt me |
| You see how pleased I am |
| Someone is walking along the paths |
| We are going to break |
| I would like to be better |
| What then? |
| Citizen from space |
| There is no life without hassle |
| Where he created the reasons |
| And the consequences |
| We are not cold at minus one hundred |
| my family is waiting for me |
| I will give love along the wire |
| I traveled, surveyed, but this time everything changed |
| Something happened, I didn't dig, but dug out |
| New secret, in my hand, new life on my head |
| I move as if in a dream and change winter for summer |
| Here's the check, buy myself some chains |
| I drag a trailer of hope with me and hide a fresh concept in the compartments |
| I give them a ticket, show me who you are |
| I came to your planet to upgrade my skill |