SOKA! Lyrics – JEFF REDD
Singer: JEFF REDD
Title: SOKA!
Cepler baba money dolu çanta
Paraları dizginlerim al pampa
Konum at konuşmayın alçakta
Para yap konuşmadım kaltakla
Cepler baba money dolu çanta
Paraları dizginlerim al pampa
Konum at konuşmayın alçakta
Para yap konuşmadım kaltakla
Konuşur dururlar ama hızlı çocuklar bur’da
Bitiremedin kendini yerin dibine soka
Soka, soka, soka, soka, soka, soka, soka, soka
Soka, soka, soka, soka, soka, soka, soka, soka
Kışın montlayım yavrum yaz mı değil
Koşturmacadayım ama hazır değil
Yavrum tek geceliksin karım değil
Gazı full’iceksin gasso değil
Yine Aleyna ya da Merveler
Bi’ gün rezidans dan bi’ gün mahalleden
Yeni pozları kes mobeseden EFT yap
Yeni trafikten doldurdum bolca
Çok yemekten olduk tam poğaça
Telefon başında mekanı öğren
Patlasın onlar
Pederle yaptım FaceTime hücreden
EFT yap atmden çete yok herkes sahi neden
Roman çocukları makineler
Kekeler dızo ama yeni nesil saçlar uzun ve yanlar keskin
Harikalardayım mikey uzun namlular tut orospuya
Kekele yap racon kahpe sussun
Koy dalgayı çantayı gezgin gibi gez mahalle dumanla essin
Agalar trafikte ve yol yap Taliban gibiyiz
Sık mekana, topuğuna patlat kaç abi yaptık baba abra
Hacivat Karagöz teslimatta konumda Porsche her yeri çöp
Ver para al malı Alman güzellik yap abla
Soka, soka, soka, soka, soka, so
So-so-so-so soka, soka, soka, so
Soka, soka, soka, so
Soka, soka, soka, so
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SOKA! – English Translation
Pockets Baba Money full bag
Take the money, take it pampa
Throw a position, don’t talk low
Make money, I didn’t talk to the b#tch
Pockets Baba Money full bag
Take the money, take it pampa
Throw a position, don’t talk low
Make money, I didn’t talk to the b#tch
They talk, but fast kids are on Bur
You couldn’t finish yourself
Soka, street, street, street, street, street, street, street
Soka, street, street, street, street, street, street, street
I am assembly in winter, baby, not write
I’m in rush but not ready
Baby you are one nightgown, not my wife
Gas Full’iceksin Not Gasso
Again Aleyna or Merves
Bi ‘day from the residence’ day from the neighborhood
Cut the new poses make eft from mobes
I filled it from new traffic
We were for a lot of donuts
Find out the place on the phone
Let them explode
I did it with a father facetime from the cell
EFT Make a gang from the ATM, everyone
Roman Children Machines
Stutter dizo but new generation hair is long and sides are sharp
I’m wondering, hikey long barrels, b#tch
Kekele make racon b#tch silence
Put the wave of the bag like a traveler.
Agalar is in traffic and we are like taliban
Frequent space, heel, detonate how many brothers did we do, father Abra
Hacivat Karagöz in Delivery Porsche everywhere is garbage
Give me money, German beauty, sister
Soka, Street, Street, Street, Soka, SO
SO-SO-SO-SO SOKA, SOKA, SOKA, SO
Soka, Street, Street, SO
Soka, Street, Street, SO
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Lyrics JEFF REDD – SOKA!
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