Lyrics RH – NO MONEY NO FUNNY

NO MONEY NO FUNNY Lyrics – RH

Singer: RH
Title: NO MONEY NO FUNNY

Er vi–
Er vi på, eller hvad? (RAMZ)
Jeg ser ikk’ vinteren, når den kommer
Rejser ned til, hvor der’ sommer

No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)
Tracksuitet, det bli’r strammere
Jeg har lommen fuld af lapper
No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)

De har ti jobs
Vi laver tohundrede-fitty uden et pitstop, så’n er vi (Wuuh)
De siger: “De bedste ting er gratis”, hellere græde i en Ferrari
No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)

Jeg’ laidback, der’ masser’ benplads bagved
Små b#tches kører bag os på den bane, vi banede
Vi boomede, mens deres tal dalede
Fyldt’ min væg med guldplader i stedet for at få den malet, yeah

Vi var sultne, da vi startede, slet ikk’ mættet os endnu
De sidder stille, vi’ separate, vi fordobler revenue
Ka’ ikk’ følge med i farten, gik fra kup til en coupe
Gik fra at mødes nede i zooen, nu’ vi løver klædt i suites

Før var det BMX i gården
Nu’ det BMW og Porsche og Mercedesen i morgen
Før var det qis gemt i gården
Riv skeez, ku’ ikk’ sove, nu’ det keys ligesom Storch

Jeg ser ikk’ vinteren, når den kommer
Rejser ned til, hvor der’ sommer
No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)
Tracksuitet, det bli’r strammere

Jeg har lommen fuld af lapper
No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)
De har ti jobs
Vi laver tohundrede-fitty uden et pitstop, så’n er vi (Wuuh)

De siger: “De bedste ting er gratis”, hellere græde i en Ferrari
No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)
Big Benz og en Bentley Continental (Buh-buh)
Youngin’ bag ved rattet, og han driver confidential

Brancs, han puster røgen ud af vinduet
Vi puller op og lille shawty, hun får heart attack (Heart attack)
Hiver hundrede bands ud af lommen, det’ en starter pack (Go)
Grrr, og jeg sværger, bror, det all er facts

Det’ stadig livsstilen, ikk’ nogen hobby
Bare nogle nye ting, som vi går op i (Yeah)
Jeg f#cker op deres top ti
Stadig bare Tippy sammen med Toppy (Top)

Med nye flows, som de ka’ copy (Haa)
Brrah (Brancs)
Jeg ser ikk’ vinteren, når den kommer
Rejser ned til, hvor der’ sommer

No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)
Tracksuitet, det bli’r strammere
Jeg har lommen fuld af lapper
No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)

De har ti jobs
Vi laver tohundrede-fitty uden et pitstop, så’n er vi (Wuuh)
De siger: “De bedste ting er gratis”, hellere græde i en Ferrari
No money, no funny, yeah (Wuuh)
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NO MONEY NO FUNNY – English Translation

Are we-
Are we at, or what? (Ramz)
I don’t see ‘winter when it comes
Traveling down to where there ‘summer

No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)
Tracksuity, it gets tighter
I have the pocket full of patches
No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)

They have ten jobs
We’re doing two hundred-fitty without a pit stop, so are we (wuuh)
They say, “The best things are free”, rather cry in a Ferrari
No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)

I ‘Laidback that’ masses’ legpace behind
Small b#tches run behind us on the track we paved
We boomed while their numbers dropped
Filled ‘my wall with gold plates instead of getting it painted, yeah

We were hungry when we started, not at all ‘saturated us yet
They sit still, we ‘separate, we double the revenue
KA ‘IKK’ follow on the go, went from coup to a coupe
Went from meeting down in the zoo, now ‘we lions dressed in suites

Before it was BMX in the yard
Now ‘it BMW and Porsche and Mercedes tomorrow
Before it was qis tucked in the yard
Tear Skeez, Ku ‘IKK’ Sleep, now ‘it Keys like Storch

I don’t see ‘winter when it comes
Traveling down to where there ‘summer
No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)
Tracksuity, it gets tighter

I have the pocket full of patches
No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)
They have ten jobs
We’re doing two hundred-fitty without a pit stop, so are we (wuuh)

They say, “The best things are free”, rather cry in a Ferrari
No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)
Big Benz and a Bentley Continental (Buh-Buh)
Youngin ‘behind the steering wheel and he runs confidential

Brancs, he breathes the smoke out the window
We Puller Up and Little Shawty She Gets Heart Attack (Heart Attack)
Pulling a hundred bands out of pocket it ‘a starting pack (go)
Grrr, and i swear, brother, it’s all facts

It ‘still the lifestyle, not’ any hobby
Just some new things that we go up in (yeah)
I f#ck up their top ten
Still just tippy along with toppy (top)

With new flows that they can ‘copy (haa)
Brrah (brancs)
I don’t see ‘winter when it comes
Traveling down to where there ‘summer

No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)
Tracksuity, it gets tighter
I have the pocket full of patches
No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)

They have ten jobs
We’re doing two hundred-fitty without a pit stop, so are we (wuuh)
They say, “The best things are free”, rather cry in a Ferrari
No money, no funny, yeah (wuuh)
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Lyrics RH – NO MONEY NO FUNNY

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