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Pashanim - Airwaves Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Airwaves

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Stickle
Ey, ey, ey
 
[Part 1]
Backyard in the shade, packing off in a Milan jersey.
Styling low and long in the back, Canım, you just wear it like that
Prada fleece, having twenties with, in boxers from Turkey
Bad times goin' past, iPhone 11, optics Fisheye
shadow boxing, Hagelberger Ecke, Möckern street at night
Ta7aria control, wondering what Pasha's doing
'Project Baby', Kodak Black, Marseille jacket light blue on
summer 50 cc, doing wheelies over Mehringdamm
sittin' with a toothpick on bench, Berlin Boys, EU connect
Whole Novak Djokovic-Lacoste season in the luggage
Bela Boys with Spanish run on boredom through Hood
Living fast, making money, iPhone screen is broken
 
[Hook.]
Airwaves in my jeans and a jersey from Zizou
Original Berliner Boys, no, we're not like you
Wesh, wesh, I'm rocking tns and tracksuits for the crew
And run on pradas through six-one with a saka water tattoo
Airwaves in my jeans and a jersey from Zizou
Original Berliner Boys, no we are not like you
Wesh, wesh, I'm rocking tns and tracksuits for the crew
And run on pradas through six-one with saka water tattoo
[Part 2]
Yo, dark blue Prada caps, Kalenji hood deep.
You think you're gonna get mugged when you see one of us
Holding ball high with shabab and greeting people on the side
Wearing big Louis bags and Piqué polos in white
'Hello, it's me', on my cell phone I'll talk like the Sims
Kymco scooter and I'm riding on, Mehringdamm all day long
Tahos know, know the songs, 61-Berlin, Bronx
Press Zwannis, listen to Sade, just nineteen - Mbappé
Spanish peeping out of the back of Bené's Lacoste beanie
Sit at the window, old building apartment Mehringdamm Hinterhaus
Art Nouveau facades, high ceilings, beautiful staircases
sleeping ten hours minimum, I could get used to that
 
[Hook]
Airwaves in my jeans and a jersey from Zizou
Original Berliner Boys, no, we're not like you
Wesh, wesh, I'm rocking tns and tracksuits for the crew
And run on pradas through six-one with saka water tattoo
Airwaves in my jeans and jersey from Zizou
Original Berliner Boys, no we are not like you
Wesh, wesh, I'm rockong tns and tracksuits for the crew
And run on pradas through six-one with a saka water tattoo
 


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The seal of silence upon my lips
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