Lyrics LitMarcy – Soldi

Soldi Lyrics – LitMarcy

Singer: LitMarcy
Title: Soldi

Woo, ehy, ehy
Let’s go, let’s go
Lit
Woo, woo

Vuoi una hit
Chiedi a Lit
È già sopra sul beat
Dal 17′ che ti porta un suono così

Vuoi una hit
Chiedi a Lit
E puó darti anche il bis
Ma non ci fotte mai se non è Lit

Woo, ehy
Fumo l’erba ogni giorno
La canna gira, giro tondo
Burrito lindo mucho gordo

Come un porro esto porro
Questa è l’era dei vegani scandalizzati per una pianta
Santa, solo in sto modo puoi sdoganarla
Politici che temono la causa

Proteggono la tasca
E lasciano i pischelli in una gabbia
Cosa ha lasciato il proibizionismo
Incremento all’utilizzo

Un mercato nero fitto
E non parliamo del profitto
L’Italia sarebbe il mercato d’erba più grande che abbia mai visto
Troppo stupidi

O troppi interessi
Ma penso più la seconda
Perchè siamo sempre gli stessi
Facciamo i froci col culo degli altri

E ci piace così tanto fino a quando i ruoli non li inverti
Soldi, soldi
Tutto gira intorno ai soldi, soldi
E dove ce ne stanno molti, molti

È lì che non tornano i conti, conti
Soldi, soldi
Tutto gira intorno ai soldi, soldi
E dove ce ne stanno molti, molti

È lì che non tornano i conti, conti
Soldi, soldi
Tutto gira intorno ai soldi, soldi
E dove ce ne stanno molti, molti

È lì che non tornano i conti, conti
Soldi, soldi yea, soldi yea
Soldi, soldi yea, soldi yea
Soldi, soldi yea, soldi yea

Soldi, soldi yea, soldi yea
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Soldi – English Translation

Woo, Ehy, Ehy
Let’s Go, Let’s Go
Lit
Woo, Woo

You want a hit
Ask LIT
It is already above on the beat
From 17 ‘that brings you a sound like this

You want a hit
Ask LIT
And can also give you the bis
But you never f#ck if it’s not lit

Woo, Ehy
Smoke the grass every day
The rod turns, round lap
Burrito Lindo Mucho Gordo

Like a leek porro
This is the era of vegans scandalized for a plant
Santa, only in this way can you clear it
Politicians who fear the cause

Protect the pocket
And leave pischelli in a cage
What has left prohibition
Increase to use

A dense black market
And we don’t talk about the profit
Italy would be the largest grass market I’ve ever seen
Too stupid

Or too many interests
But I think more the second
Because we are always the same
Let’s pack the #ss of others

And we like it so much until the roles inverted them
Money, money
Everything turns around money, money
And where there are many, many

It’s there that you don’t come back, accounts
Money, money
Everything turns around money, money
And where there are many, many

It’s there that you don’t come back, accounts
Money, money
Everything turns around money, money
And where there are many, many

It’s there that you don’t come back, accounts
Money, money yea, money yea
Money, money yea, money yea
Money, money yea, money yea

Money, money yea, money yea
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Lyrics LitMarcy – Soldi

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