NO STRESS Lyrics – ФЭЛЛА x BEDDIE
Singer: ФЭЛЛА x BEDDIE
Title: NO STRESS
Я не вижу света
Недели во тьме как дни летят
На часах блики
Лезвия разрезают волну
Ты глубокий, но тебя не слышат
Тихий океан
Тону во снах, нечего терять
Если рэп это игра – гляди как я кидаю данк
Моя бэйба – so hot, как кукла из BRATZ
Все мои дела отстирает Tide
Люди говорят, говорят
Ты искала моих демонов
Попала в g#ngb#ng
Там где не проросло
Я поменял game plan
No stress. Smoke weed. God bless
Я – твой бриллиант VVS
Big #ss baby wanna dance on my face
Money rain and that solve all my cases
Beddie I don’t run I just face it
Dirty boy You can’t fake it
My men gon shoot u
For price of Gucci
Мы будем разъ*бать
Я не шучу
I Got u – Kill Bill
50 or no deal
Bag in ma lambo truck
In my rear view
E be too many people weh beddie dey offend o
I don’t give a f#ck about ur boyfriend – noh
If y’all gotta problem y’all can solve them of
Call your boy bring him to the friendzone oh
No stress Smoke Weed God Bless
No stress Smoke Weed God Bless
Ты не оправдала мои ожидания
Я иду по городу вдыхая свежий яд
Суки, дым, суета – мама где я?
Свалю в тур, куплю хаус – буду сиять
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NO STRESS – English Translation
I don’t see the light
Weeks in darkness like days fly
On the click watch
The blades cut a wave
You are deep, but they don’t hear you
Pacific Ocean
Tone in dreams, there is nothing to lose
If rap is a game – see how I throw Dank
My Babe – So Hot, like a doll from Bratz
All my affairs are washed away by tide
People say they say
You were looking for my demons
I got to g#ngb#ng
Where it was not propagated
I changed Game Plan
No Stress. Smoke Weed. God bless
I am your VVS diamond
Big #ss Baby Wanna Dance on My Face
Money Rain and That Solve All My Cases
Beddie I Don`t Run I Just Face Its
DIRTY BOY YOU CAN’T FAKE it
My Men Gon Shoot U
For Price of Gucci
We will be a bat
I am not kidding
I Got U – Kill Bill
50 or no deal
Bag in Ma Lambo Truck
In My Rear View
E be too many people Weh Beddie Dey Offend o
I DONIT GIVE A f#ck ABOUT UR BOYFREEND – NoH
If y’all gotta problem y’all can solve them of
Call You Boy Bring Him to the Friendzone Oh
No Stress Smoke Weed God Blas
No Stress Smoke Weed God Blas
You did not live up to my expectations
I’m walking around the city inhaling fresh poison
b#tch, smoke, vanity – Mom where am I?
I will dump in a tour, buy a house – I will shine
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Lyrics ФЭЛЛА x BEDDIE – NO STRESS
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