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Trista stepeni gori sad u meni
ja noćas luda sam
dva su promila, neću biti fina
sve dok te ona ima

Sve su patrole spremne
samo čekaju na mene

[Refren]
Kad te vidim s njom
meni se pale alarmi u glavi
ma napraviću lom
na tvoj telefon ako mi se javi
biće sve po mom
gazim na dvesta, napravite mesta
ma ne plaši me interventna
noćas sam incidentna

Ma ne zna ona ko sam ja
da nisam tako fina
to što radiš s njom
samo na vatru dodaje benzina

Sve su patrole spremne
sve zbog jedne žene

[Refren] x2
Kad te vidim s njom
meni se pale alarmi u glavi
ma napraviću lom
na tvoj telefon ako mi se javi
biće sve po mom
gazim na dvesta, napravite mesta
ma ne plaši me interventna
noćas sam incidentna

Svakog makar jednom
krene u životu
samo je kod mene lom
sreća me baš neće
jedino još ja sam
u deficitu s njom

Mene sreća nikada
nije sama pratila
uvek dođe neko zlo
uvek dođe neko zlo
da mi pokvari sve to

Ja se još ne predajem
i na sebe ne dajem
priče što se govore
neće da me obore
neće da me obore

Nedopustivo
na mene sve se spustilo

[Refren]
Svakog makar jednom
krene u životu
samo je kod mene lom
sreća me baš neće
jedino još ja sam
u deficitu s njom

Ne gledam u druge
i ne gubim nadu
vreme stane kako kom
nek se neko drugi
udara u glavu
a ja ću po svom

Kada svane novi dan
tada biće bolje znam
jer u zoru biću jak
jer u zoru biću jak
niko ne vidi kroz mrak

Nedopustivo
na mene sve se spustilo

Svakog makar jednom
krene u životu
samo je kod mene lom
sreća me baš neće
jedino još ja sam
u deficitu s njom

[Refren]
Svakog makar jednom
krene u životu
samo je kod mene lom
sreća me baš neće
jedino još ja sam
u deficitu s njom

Ne gledam u druge
i ne gubim nadu
vreme stane kako kom
nek se neko drugi
udara u glavu
a ja ću po svom

Στο ‘χα πει οτι γυριζει
ρόδα είναι η ζωή
και στην θέση την δική μου
τώρα βρίσκεσαι εσύ…

Να με ψάχνεις να με θέλεις
και να με παρακαλάς
όπως έστρωσες κοιμήσου
μόνο μακριά απο μας

Ούτε να σε ξαναδώ μπροστά μου
δεν θέλω φτάνει,
πες πως δεν υπάρχω πια για ‘σενα
έχω πεθάνει
Ούτε να σε ξαναδώ
και μην μου μιλάς για αγάπη
ένα τίποτα ήσουν πάντα
που το πέρασα για κάτι…

Στο ‘χα πει θα μετανιώσεις
τωρα δεν σου φταίω εγώ
που ζητάς απεγνωσμένα
το δικό μου σ’ αγαπώ

Ένα μάθημα να πάρεις
για να μάθεις ν’αγαπας
αφού μόνο αν δεν με έχεις
ξέρεις να με εκτιμάς

Ούτε να σε ξαναδώ μπροστά μου
δεν θέλω φτάνει,
πες πως δεν υπάρχω πια για ‘σενα
έχω πεθάνει
Ούτε να σε ξαναδώ
και μην μου μιλάς για αγάπη
ένα τίποτα ήσουν πάντα
που το πέρασα για κάτι…

Well, baby love’s just one of those words that gets thrown around
Like Jack and Coke, sitting on the bar when it gets watered down
So I ain’t gonna say it, oh but I ain’t gonna lie
If you wanna know the truth how I feel about you tonight

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, last shot of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down

So baby let me look at you and see just what I got
If you were my cherry stem I’d tie you in a knot
And if I couldn’t hail you, oh baby I’d be gone
I’d be floating round high as the Colorado sky blowing smoke rings all night long

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
If you were my last night of hell on wheels, I’d wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down

Last call, last chance, last dance I was ever gonna get to take

If you were my last breath, I’d just wanna hold ya
My last night of hell on wheels, wanna drive you like I stole ya
If you were my last shot, of whiskey
I’d press you to my lips, take a little sip
Swirl you around and around and around
Then I’d shoot you down
Then I’d shoot you down

Well, if you were my last breath
Well, I’d just wanna hold ya

[Intro: T-Pain]
(Yeah, boop! Yeah, boop!)
If we gon’ be Florida niggas, let’s be Florida these days, know what I’m talkin’ about?
(yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We all roll together nigga

[Chorus 1: T-Pain]
You can’t kill me, nigga, I swear that I’ve been died before (bitch)
God told me that I was gon’ be here back in ’94 (bitch)
Chevrolet got that motor (bitch)
Diamonds all on my molars (bitch)
Parking lot, I lift the door up (bitch)
Got your bitch snortin’ Coca-Cola (bitch, bitch, bitch)
I can’t even roll in peace (why?), all my cars orange and green
I can’t even go to sleep (why?), your bitch keep blowin’ me (yah)
I rep that shit from the 850 down to the Florida Keys (yah)
Set my nigga Kodak free (why?), that ain’t where he supposed to be (oh yeah)
Niggas must wanna bleed (ooh), they don’t wanna play my beat (ooh)
Niggas ain’t rats where I’m from (why?) so they don’t fuck with my cheese (nah)
Every Florida nigga coming up, that is that shit that I like to see (oh yeah)
Every Florida nigga saying that they the only Florida nigga
That shit don’t sound right to me (nah), my niggas gon’ blast for me (yeah)

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
If you talk that blasphemy (yeah) blastin’ a fuck nigga head off (woah)
That shit is a blast for me (yeah), so why you ain’t show me?
All the pussy niggas talking shit that don’t know me
Before me and Kodak roll through slowly
[?] at 4 in the morning (ooh)
I’m about to switch my hoe up (why?)
‘Cause everyone [?] starting to throw up
Gotta hit a lick, can’t mess up (why?)
I know she ’boutta run my check up (ohh)
[?] (ohh)
I’m her baby daddy (ohh)
She in love with a Florida nigga, she don’t wanna leave Tallahassee

[Chorus 1: T-Pain]
You can’t kill me, nigga, I swear that I’ve been died before (bitch)
God told me that I was gon’ be here back in ’94 (bitch)
Chevrolet got that motor (bitch)
Diamonds all on my molars (bitch)
Parking lot, I lift the door up (bitch)
Got your bitch snortin’ Coca-Cola (bitch, bitch, bitch)

[Chorus 2: Kodak Black]
I can’t even roll in peace (why)
Everybody notice me (yeah)
I can’t even go to sleep (why)
I’m rolling on a bean (yeah)
They tried to give me eight
Got on my knees like "Jesus please"
He don’t even believe in Jesus
Why you got a Jesus piece?
If you wanna leave just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me
Even the blind can see
That you ain’t gon ride for me
You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got me for me
There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me
You said that you gon’ ride for me

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
Baby, that’s blasphemy, yeah
Baby, you’re bad for me, yeah
Say you gon’ clap for me, yeah
Say you gon’ blast for me, yeah
Why you ain’t show me none of the love you say you have for me, yeah
I was goin’ through tragedy
Bitch, I needed you drastically, yeah
I’ma just switch my flow up, yeah
Maybe I’m sick, no throw up, yeah
Maybe I’m sick, no check up, yeah
Boy, you need to run your check up, yeah
I’m eatin’ on you niggas, no ketchup, yeah
I’m eatin’ on you niggas, can’t catch up, ayy
Hit her face down with her ass up, ayy
Even when I’m fucking, I’m masked up, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Kodak Black]
You ain’t the one for me, baby
You ain’t got shit I need, bitch
You want me to take my time with you
Well maybe I’m not your speed bitch
Maybe I’m out your league, bitch
You ain’t even got no cheese, bitch
Maybe I’m just too G for you
Or maybe I’m just too street, bitch

[Chorus 2: Kodak Black]
I can’t even roll in peace (why)
Everybody notice me (yeah)
I can’t even go to sleep (why)
I’m rolling on a bean (yeah)
They tried to give me eight
Got on my knees like "Jesus please"
He don’t even believe in Jesus
Why you got a Jesus piece?
If you wanna leave just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me
Even the blind can see (what)
That you ain’t gon ride for me
You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got for me
There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me
And you say that you gon’ ride with me

[Verse 3: XXXTENTACION]
I ain’t gon’ do the nigga shit ’cause I’m too good for features, huh
I ain’t gon’ fuck the nigga bitch ’cause I know she a eater, ayy
Last time I wifed a bitch she told the world I beat her, huh
And when they locked Lil Kodak up, my nigga I couldn’t believe it, huh
Ayy lil’ shawty, pop my whoadie
Pockets on Pinocchio, poking yuh
Hit her from the back, damn that bitch bleeding
Said I knocked her period on
Remember when I had that poker, huh
Instead of looking over my shoulder, huh
Forcing with a nigga, no Yoda, huh
That mean a young nigga got what on me? (ayy)