Lyrics Mondo crudele – Voodoo

Voodoo Lyrics – Mondo crudele

Singer: Mondo crudele
Title: Voodoo

Косой управляет как кукла вуду (вуду)
No to coco, не юзаем пудру (нет)
Я рулю фишкой, фишка мной рулит (рулит)
Я к единице прибавил шесть нулей (нуль)

Че ты зассал у тя же есть toolie (че ты зассал?)
Чел, прочувствую тяжесть ты звука
Твоя тусовка – бяка и бука
На бите шеф происходит ща cooking (cooking)

Новая техника я кручу крестиком (крест)
Ебашу везде будто я вездеход (вездеход)
Че ты махаешь игрушечным пестиком? (пестиком)
Пацан не базарь, подавишься Nesquik’ом (Nesquik)

В руках монтана, жаль что не Ханна (не Ханна)
Было бы славно, это то что мне надо (надо)
Стиль как из крана, задрана планка (планка)
Пригретая лапа, сплиф толще каната (каната)

Кибер движения с Тора (Тор)
Поднял вес как молот Тора (Тора)
Кручу в 4 руки я Горо (Горо)
Будто бы стрепсилс лечу ее горло (лечу ее горло)

Я взял 2 полки, но Ikea закрыта (закрыта)
Че вы бл* делаете? Это для ушей пытка (хватит)
Сшиваю строки иголка и нитка (а)
Ты шпана, ты бл* shop-lifter (ты шпана)

Литербол спортсмен sport Ritter (спорт)
Все купил как Гинер (все купил)
Без напряга все знают кто winner (winner)
Мы не знакомы, мне пох*й кто ты (кто ты?)

С*ка даст ноты не теннисные корты (корты)
Ровный пацан, надо сяду на корты (ровный)
В то же время знаю что правильно торты (yeah-yeah)
End that boy life with my voodoo

I can take out my Glock just way faster than you do
b#tch I’m taking yo b#tch and that n#gg# like boohoo
I’m f#cking this b#tch and I made her go coocoo
They tell me like LAU nobody can do you

b#tch nobody can do me
Racing that n#gg# feel like oomy zoomy
Racing that n#gg# he live in the boonies
Got a bad b#tch and she got on a two piece

I’m finna f#ck on yo b#tch on her boobies
I’m finna f#ck on yo b#tch in her coochie
Nut on yo b#tch now she look like a moochie
Wait a min b#tch now you know I meant mochi

Two twin beretta
My Glock not really gone make that boy better
It’s cold outside n#gg# go get a sweater
b#tch then I’m finna talk to yo b#tch in a letter I wrote

I’m finna make that p#ss# just choke (just choke)
n#gg# don’t try to test me you croke
Blood in the shirt n#gg# you soaked (soaked)
Taking some drugs daily I cope

Feel like I’m super man with a K
Feel like I’m Karl b#tch I keep a K
Kinky lil b#tch wanna use some tape
Off of them perkys while I got a date
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Voodoo – English Translation

Slopic controls as a voodoo doll (voodoo)
No to coco, do not use powder (no)
I steer a chip, the chip steals me (steers)
I added six zeros to one (zero)

Why did you have a TOOLIE (why are you dried up?)
People, I feel the severity of you sound
Your party is a beak and a beech
On the bite, the chef takes place to cook Cooking (cooking)

New technique I twist a cross (cross)
f#cking everywhere as I am an all -terrain vehicle (all -terrain vehicle)
Why are you waving a toy pestle? (pestle)
The kid is not a bazaar, you will choke on Nesquik (nesquik)

In the hands of Montana, it is a pity that not Hannah (not Hannah)
It would be glorious, this is what I need (I need)
Style like a crane, a plank is lifted (plank)
Heated paw, splif thicker than a rope (rope)

Cyber movement with Thor (Tor)
Raised the weight like the Hammer of Thor (Torah)
I twist in 4 hands I am Gorod (Gorod)
As if staring I was flying her throat (I am flying her throat)

I took 2 shelves, but IKEA is closed (closed)
What are you doing*? This is torture for the ears (enough)
I sew the lines needle and thread (a)
You are a punks, you bl* shop-lifter (you are a punks)

Literbol athlete Sport Ritter (Sport)
I bought everything like a giner (I bought everything)
Without tension everyone knows who Winner (Winner)
We are not familiar, I am a f#ck who are you (who are you?)

C*ka will give notes not tennis courts (courts)
Even kid, you need to sit on the courts (even)
At the same time, I know that the right cakes (YEAH-YEAH)
End that Boy Life with My Voodoo

I can Take Out My Glock Just Way Faster than You do
b#tch I’m Taking Yo b#tch and That n#gg# Like Boohoo
I’m f#cking this b#tch and I Made Her Go CoCoo
They Tell Me Like Lau Nobody Can do You

b#tch Nobody can do me
Racing That n#gg# Feel Like Oomy Zoomy
Racing That n#gg# He Live in the Boonies
GOT A Bad b#tch and She Got on a Two Piece

I’m Finna f#ck on Yo b#tch On Her Boobies
I’m Finna f#ck on Yo b#tch in Her Coochie
Nut on yo b#tch now she look like a moochie
WAIT A Min b#tch Now You Know I Meant Mochi

Two Twin Beretta
My Glock Not Really Gone Make that Boy Better
It’s cold outside n#gg# go get a Sweater
b#tch the I’m finna talk to yo b#tch in a letter I Wrote

I’m Finna Make that p#ss# Just Choke (Just Choke)
n#gg# Don’t Try to Test Me You Croke
Blood in the Shirt n#gg# You Soked (Soked)
Taking Some Drugs Daily I Cope

Feel Like I’m Super Man with a K
Feel Like I’m Karl b#tch I Keep a K
Kinky Lil b#tch Wanna Use Some Tape
Off of them Perkys While I Got a Date
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

Lyrics Mondo crudele – Voodoo

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