Helly Hansen Songtext
von Da Flyy Hooligan

Sipping Amazonian spring
Thoughts that′ll bring equivalent to olive oil on a dark skin
Living in sin, making money fast with a grin
Champagne for the campaign with berries we drink

Toast to the most flavouring, my style's got ′em craving
See them queueing up for hours on the pavement
We don't hesitate, always we accumulate
Money we appreciate, the finest and luxurious taste
Chilling with the greats, whipping that Ferrari in the new shape
Sports red, got the cred, see me in that new Bape
Love it when she's wearing that red lace Romero Bryant
Living in couture fashion, call me a giant
Made of iron, wifey call her maiden of iron
Bonnie and Clyde, his and hers all chrome iron

Roll deep, never creep, always got the street sweep
Beep beep, that′s the GLE and G-Wagon Jeep, my nigga


Money make the world go round
Money make the world go round
My nigga, money make the world go round
Money make the world go round

That′s how we live in BC, my shrine
Peep my queen, buy new bling
At the Opera House watching her sing
I'm the latest version of amazing

Customised Bentley, tinted windows, double glazing
Stargazing, panoramic sunroof spitting that pure
He said hip-hop′s gone sick so I gave him the cure
Transducer, beat bruiser
From the land of the big smoke, boots manoeuvre

Dreams of a Land Cruiser
Whipping every city like that
Road rage make the fly hoolie whip out the bat
I'm the slugger, lethal weapon, younger Danny Glover


Time to have a chauffeur when I′m picking up your mother
Cool breeze flow with ease, you know my steez
Million pound man adjust the seat
Aston Martini shaken not stirred
007 Visions are blurred
Call your shorty, pick her up from the curb
'Cause we all know