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(Geenaro) (So, I'm going to Ghana) Send the shoota, that’s man down (Man down) We the realest, that's hands down (Hands down) I got euros, I got pounds (Both) It's the currency I can’t count (Turn) We the drillas, we got clout We got dollars, we got sauce, yeah Penthouse groß, Downtown Mach' Blue Cheese, ich leb' mein'n Traum Send the shoota, that's man down (Man down) We the realest, that's hands down (Hands down) I got euros, I got pounds (Both) That's the currency I can't count (Turn) We the drillas, we got clout We got dollars, we got sauce, yeah Penthouse groß, Downtown Mach’ Blue Cheese, ich lеb’ mein'n Traum Mein Schatz auf Backseat (Brr) Jеden Tag Top-Gyals stalken mein Insta (Du-ru) Forty-two Cocktail, Loco bleibt Block-Life Immer wach Midnight (Yeah), immer noch Street-Life (Yeah) Girl, vroom-vroom, ah (Negro) Escalade Chevy (Mwuah) SongtexteBoss-Mode, gib mir mein’n Henny (Mwuah) Connect Headie (Hueh) Rich Gang blessed, Bitch, nenn mich Daddy [?] Katana, zu scharf Mit mei'm Babygirl nachts im Delilah Dinner (Brra) Steak auf mei'm Teller, bezahl' mit der Black Amex Trotzdem die Taschen voll Cash (Yeah) Ich bin da, wo du nicht bist (Yeah) Sitz’ auf dem Platz, da, wo du nicht sitzt (Yeah) Loco-Attack, machen Movies, Bitch (Yeah) Fokussiert, das, was du nicht bist (Yeah) Poppy's Club, Los Angeles 30k für Belvedere (Flex) Puto, mach Platz, denn der Finisher kommt Aura im Club, Don Julio Don (Drr) Poppy's Club, Los Angeles 30k für Belvedere Puto, mach Platz, denn der Finisher kommt Aura im Club, Don Julio Don (Mwuah) Send the shoota, that's man down (Man down) We the realest, that's hands down (Hands down) I got euros, I got pounds (Both) It's the currency I can't count (Turn) We the drillas, we got clout We got dollars, we got sauce, yeah Penthouse groß, Downtown Mach' Blue Cheese, ich leb' mein'n Traum Send the shoota, that's man down (Man down) We the realest, that's hands down (Hands down) I got euros, I got pounds (Both) That's the currency I can't count (Turn) We the drillas, we got clout We got dollars, we got sauce, yeah Penthouse groß, Downtown Mach' Blue Cheese, ich leb' mein'n Traum Im countin' this C.R.E.A.M., no Nivia (Yeah) It's a infrared beam to hit him up (Turn) It's hustle, I just can't give it up (No) I fly overseas, I lift it up (Turn) I was in Feltham, gettin' it crackin' Had the govs tryna bend me up (Su-su) Now I'm in the stu' with Luciano (Su, su-su-suu) Is it Hennessy, Sprite or 7UP? I was dead broke Wanted to run me a band like the girls in Set It Off Had to get that pole I weren't tryna die in the field like Stiliyan Petrov (No) Out in the T with both (Turn) The best other went upsuh and gave pole (Turn) A headlock, I marry the streets Went like I went uptown and bring fizz like coke and mentos (Yeah, yeah) Question? (Told me turn) I know you rap, but was you out doin' drills before the genre? In the cold sales on the Bailey I was seventeen goin' under Feelin' like some vender (Yo) Ain't it funny how things change? I'm uptown, eatin' sea bass with a little black pepper (One) Send the shoota, that's man down (Man down) We the realest, that's hands down (Hands down) I got euros, I got pounds (Both) It's the currency I can't count (Turn) We the drillas, we got clout We got dollars, we got sauce, ya Penthouse, groß, Downtown Mach' Blue-Cheese, ich leb' mein'n Traum Send the shoota, that's man down (Man down) We the realest, that's hands down (Hands down) I got euros, I got pounds (Both) That's the currency I can't count (Turn) We the drillas, we got clout We got dollars, we got sauce, ya Penthouse, groß, Downtown Mach' Blue-Cheese, ich leb' mein'n Traum Aus Songtexte Mania