MO' MONEY MO' HATERS English translation
von Summer Cem & Shirin David

(Geenaro)
(So, I'm goin' to Ghana)

You're a gold digger, Siki gotta hit a moonwalk
Then escape to some resort for therapy
South Carolina or New Orleans?
The way you perform, you'll land a YouPorn deal

She's a mindfucker, troublemaker, mood killer, true sinner
'Cause she's Lucifer's second cousin
Bad bitches at my table, I've got enough liquor
For "Tamam Tamam", I'm expecting a Pulitzer

Bludgeon in the fucking Bottega
More money, more problems, more haters
Do this shit blind, rapping is a no-brainer
Stepping up our paper with every record

You're the assistant coach, but Summer is the main man
Amen, two mil', one placement
My chains are doing breakdance
Yeah, baby, call me Space Cem


The whole club shakes, shit you go stupid to
CC, send the bitches a mass email
1942, no regular stuff
What's up, mami? Tell me, what's up?

Did you get yourself ready? (Mh-hm)
Got your mani, pedi done? (Aha)
1942, no regular stuff
What's up, mami? Tell me, what's up? (Yuh)

Babsi, the Barbie, the baddie, the queen
One killer, two Aries, it's Cem and Shirin (ah)
Eating God's food, I'm a self-made diva (diva)
Organic seal, my dates come from Palestine, ah (free)

Hot damn, ho, here we go again (go)
If you're not masc, then I'm not femme (nah)
I'm bi, son, like Appa in Avatar
No matter how badass you are, I'm Barbara (brrt)

Haters call me Nicki from Wish
'Cause they don't know any other female rappers besides Nicki and me (uh)
You want me to react? You better step your game up
I don't turn around for weak songs, like on The Voice


Rap queen, years at the top
I'm not Epstein, but everybody's waiting on the long list
I'm beyond any doubt
By the next shitstorm, I'll have grown a thicker skin

The whole club shakes, shit you go stupid to
CC, send the bitches a mass email
1942, no regular stuff
What's up, mami? Tell me, what's up?

Did you get yourself ready? (Mh-hm)
Got your mani, pedi done? (Aha)
1942, no regular stuff
What's up, mami? Tell me, what's up?