G$D English translation
von Bushido & Shindy
G$D Lyrics Übersetzung
Yeah, the greatest German rapper of all time
Everything you write about me are only half-truths
fuck the cops I haven't had privacy for years
Dig a mass grave and CLA$$IC will be the eulogy
I tell my daughter about the tooth fairy
Half an hour later shots are fired from my AMG
Yeah, I live 2 lives and you don't live one
Perforated nappa leather seats - snow white
Rap aristocracy, stacking euros
No limit at the ATMs
Givenchy sweater, 900 euros, RRP
We are with KaDeWe, German rap is QVC
I've come a long way since the MTV Awards
Come as far as Peter North
The Glorious Two Highnesses
You freaks must praise us
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I do cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, ah, yeah, ah, fuck rap! I make rap history
Back entrance, no guest list, no press please
Sonny pulls the coca from the tip of the knife
Bitches on my ass like a testo shot
I want a milf in a white tennis skirt and tennis shoes
CLA$$IC rocks, German rap needs a panic room
Should I leave us tomorrow, here is my last will:
A box of Marlboros, a blowjob, and a few westerns
My bitch in Jimmy Choos, me in Yeezy Boost
Tag Team in Alexander McQueen
Rappers talk about muscles or chest size
I'm such a slave, I have to drive a Benz out of peer pressure
Carry your nose so high that no one can break it
Ah, rap Michael Jackson in designer fashion
Diamonds in the rough, make the coal like a coke supplier
Gold plates on the living room wall
Yeah, the greatest German rapper of all time
Everything you write about me are only half-truths
fuck the cops I haven't had any privacy for years
Dig' yourselves a mass grave and CLA$$IC is the eulogy
I tell my daughter about the tooth fairy
Half an hour later shots are fired from my AMG
Yeah, I live 2 lives and you don't live one
Perforated nappa leather seats - snow white
Rap aristocracy, stacking euros
No limit at the ATMs
Givenchy sweater, 900 euros, RRP
We are with KaDeWe, German rap is QVC
I've come a long way since the MTV Awards
Come as far as Peter North
The Glorious Two Highnesses
You freaks must praise us
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, ah, yeah, ah, fuck rap! I make rap history
Back entrance, no guest list, no press please
Sonny pulls the coca from the tip of the knife
Bitches on my ass like a testo shot
I want a milf in a white tennis skirt and tennis shoes
CLA$$IC rocks, German rap needs a panic room
Should I leave us tomorrow, here is my last will:
A box of Marlboros, a blowjob, and a few westerns
My bitch in Jimmy Choos, me in Yeezy Boost
Tag Team in Alexander McQueen
Rappers talk about muscles or chest size
I'm such a slave, I have to drive a Benz out of peer pressure
Carry your nose so high that no one can break it
Ah, rap Michael Jackson in designer fashion
Diamonds in the rough, make the coal like a coke supplier
Gold plates on the living room wall
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Everything you write about me are only half-truths
fuck the cops I haven't had privacy for years
Dig a mass grave and CLA$$IC will be the eulogy
I tell my daughter about the tooth fairy
Half an hour later shots are fired from my AMG
Yeah, I live 2 lives and you don't live one
Perforated nappa leather seats - snow white
Rap aristocracy, stacking euros
No limit at the ATMs
Givenchy sweater, 900 euros, RRP
We are with KaDeWe, German rap is QVC
I've come a long way since the MTV Awards
Come as far as Peter North
The Glorious Two Highnesses
You freaks must praise us
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I do cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, ah, yeah, ah, fuck rap! I make rap history
Back entrance, no guest list, no press please
Sonny pulls the coca from the tip of the knife
Bitches on my ass like a testo shot
I want a milf in a white tennis skirt and tennis shoes
CLA$$IC rocks, German rap needs a panic room
Should I leave us tomorrow, here is my last will:
A box of Marlboros, a blowjob, and a few westerns
My bitch in Jimmy Choos, me in Yeezy Boost
Tag Team in Alexander McQueen
Rappers talk about muscles or chest size
I'm such a slave, I have to drive a Benz out of peer pressure
Carry your nose so high that no one can break it
Ah, rap Michael Jackson in designer fashion
Diamonds in the rough, make the coal like a coke supplier
Gold plates on the living room wall
Yeah, the greatest German rapper of all time
Everything you write about me are only half-truths
fuck the cops I haven't had any privacy for years
Dig' yourselves a mass grave and CLA$$IC is the eulogy
I tell my daughter about the tooth fairy
Half an hour later shots are fired from my AMG
Yeah, I live 2 lives and you don't live one
Perforated nappa leather seats - snow white
Rap aristocracy, stacking euros
No limit at the ATMs
Givenchy sweater, 900 euros, RRP
We are with KaDeWe, German rap is QVC
I've come a long way since the MTV Awards
Come as far as Peter North
The Glorious Two Highnesses
You freaks must praise us
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, ah, yeah, ah, fuck rap! I make rap history
Back entrance, no guest list, no press please
Sonny pulls the coca from the tip of the knife
Bitches on my ass like a testo shot
I want a milf in a white tennis skirt and tennis shoes
CLA$$IC rocks, German rap needs a panic room
Should I leave us tomorrow, here is my last will:
A box of Marlboros, a blowjob, and a few westerns
My bitch in Jimmy Choos, me in Yeezy Boost
Tag Team in Alexander McQueen
Rappers talk about muscles or chest size
I'm such a slave, I have to drive a Benz out of peer pressure
Carry your nose so high that no one can break it
Ah, rap Michael Jackson in designer fashion
Diamonds in the rough, make the coal like a coke supplier
Gold plates on the living room wall
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Ah, thank God I'm me and not you
Check the GQ, I make cash like Bu
We need two crowns, two thrones, two sceptres
We're hanging bodyguards you fuckin' rappers
Writer(s): Anis Ferchichi, Vincent Stein, Konstantin Scherer, Michael Schindler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
zuletzt bearbeitet von Mellzi_17 (Melly_Jedward) am 14. Februar 2023, 0:28