Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Schlager, artist - Ryan Caraveo. Album song Swings, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Schlager |
| Yeah I been 'heada steelo |
| Hand on the wheel rollin' like an armadillo |
| Front to the back yeah I got the place lean and riding |
| Shawty in a beamer feeling like i’m Willie Beamen |
| Money super loud feeling like my skrill is screaming |
| Yeah they wet and wanting more I guess I got 'em aquafinin' |
| So, pleased to meet ya I’m the dealer of the dope |
| I proceed to serve it up whether you feel it or you don’t |
| What I do? |
| Get 'em hooked then I reel 'em to the boat |
| You don’t like it? |
| You can suck it 'til you feel it in your throat |
| Black shades looking flash and cool |
| In class they would say I never grasped all the rules |
| I turned in all my homework on the last day of school |
| Now i’m throwin' up that paper like the last day of school |
| And we ain’t really worried bout a thing (worried bout a thing) |
| Whatever’s in my cup got me feeling like a king (feeling like a king) |
| I came in with my gang now i’m standin' on your stove |
| Drank so much schlager that i’m coughin' up, gold |
| But we ain’t really worried bout a thing (worried bout a thing) |
| Whatever’s in my cup got me feeling like a king (feeling like a king) |
| I came in with my gang now i’m standin' on your stove |
| Drank so much schlager that i’m coughin' up, gold |
| I let 'em think I let 'em look |
| Make em all wonder what happened to the hook |
| Now put yo hands up when that bass drop and I’ma let ya’ll know my name just in |
| case ya’ll forgot |
| It go |
| First name Ryan middle name bandito |
| Yeah my flow frio ten degrees below |
| My steelo be colder than the Eskimos |
| Don’t ask me though cause I know it very well |
| Livin' like a fairy tale in case you could barely tell |
| This beats harder than me inside of a rare chevelle |
| Tryna spark a pair of L’s while I park it parallel |
| Now put your fucking hands up in the air and yell |
| Now is not a time to give a care about your hair and nails |
| We rollin' deep and you could even compare Adele |
| I’m not a liar man I’m flyer than the parasail |
| Hell, we going stupid and dumb |
| Now feel that bass hit your shoes to the roof of your gums |
| And I’m already juiced I mixed a goose with the rum |
| I’m seeing all these chicks double I ain’t choosing just one |
| And we ain’t really worried bout a thing (worried bout a thing) |
| Whatever’s in my cup got me feeling like a king (feeling like a king) |
| I came in with my gang now i’m standin' on your stove |
| Drank so much schlager that i’m coughin' up, gold |
| But we ain’t really worried bout a thing (worried bout thing) |
| Whatever’s in my cup got me feeling like a king (feeling like a king) |
| I came in with my gang now i’m standin' on your stove |
| Drank so much schlager that i’m coughin' up, gold |