More songs by Nerissima Serpe
More songs by Night Skinny
Description
Vocalist: Nerissima Serpe
Producer: Night Skinny
Lyricist: Matteo Di Falco
Composer: Luca Pace
Composer: Gregorio Pratellesi
Lyrics and translation
Original
Qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
You know I don't play, diamond stakes in the fire, on stage like Jim Morrison, a shot will be topical to me.
You have a bitch who calls and another who beats, before I was hopping in the street, now I have a Panamera.
Wow wo, these voices attack me, I never stay on the sofa, I see my necklace, a monument like the
Pantheon.
I bro am a shark, head on now I don't eat plankton, I feel like I fly high like a hawk with a shawl.
I am very Italian, long live my grandmother, I drink a bitter, I raise this pope without coca, without spinach.
It always stays in place, a truck weighs too much, I don't want to be near your friend who is a nosy.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
I am as black as the skin of a black mamba, I am as true as the blood that is on the street.
I kill rappers without bangs, without money, I unite the upper class with the working class.
So give me time, my fleet is that of Interstellar, on it there is a model whore, on my wrist a mother of pearl.
So I exclaim: "My mother", there are nine of us on a pick up, zero tests on the way, revolver on the crankset.
I weigh four legs, four poles, mineral pearls, I play the bet inside the barium, cockfight.
Various types broken, the quadrilaterals are so wide, I smoke all over Italy dressed in Mauro leather.
And then qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
English translation
Qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
You know I don't play, diamond stakes in the fire, on stage like Jim Morrison, a shot will be topical to me.
You have a bitch who calls and another who beats, before I was hopping in the street, now I have a Panamera.
Wow wo, these voices attack me, I never stay on the sofa, I see my necklace, a monument like the
Pantheon.
I bro am a shark, head on now I don't eat plankton, I feel like I fly high like a hawk with a shawl.
I am very Italian, long live my grandmother, I drink a bitter, I raise this pope without coca, without spinach.
It always stays in place, a truck weighs too much, I don't want to be near your friend who is a nosy.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
I am as black as the skin of a black mamba, I am as true as the blood that is on the street.
I kill rappers without bangs, without money, I unite the upper class with the working class.
So give me time, my fleet is that of Interstellar, on it there is a model whore, on my wrist a mother of pearl.
So I exclaim: "My mother", there are nine of us on a pick up, zero tests on the way, revolver on the crankset.
I weigh four legs, four poles, mineral pearls, I play the bet inside the barium, cockfight.
Various types broken, the quadrilaterals are so wide, I smoke all over Italy dressed in Mauro leather.
And then qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-qua-four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.
Four legs I paid for this bottle, I keep four balls under my belt, four in the morning with your daughter, I smoke paranoia, four packs in a row.