Šaban Lyrics – Shorty
Singer: Shorty
Title: Šaban
A hammm
A hammm
A hammm
A hammm
Jeste čuli priču, morali ste čuti je
O šabanu porijeklom što iz kartonske je kutije
Očiju mi vidio sam velik mu je saldo
Majke mi kume, nešto slično ko Ronaldo
Zubi su mu zlatni, nastali o ličnom trošku
On je prava faca, dok mi smrdimo na ćošku
Dobra su mu kola, čuli smo da ima kasko
Nema maloletnice koju već nije prasko
Dopiru kroz prozor samo armonike zvuci
Dece ima, nema toliko prstiju na ruci
Žena mu je strina, il mu je to možda tetka
Neću drukat, ginut ću od šabanovog metka
On je kostolomac, gazda nevoli komešanje
Glumio je sporedno u filmu “Dom za vešanje”
Stadi ima gvožđa, on je majstor tekesdu
Ako nebudem ko šaban opеt ću si jebat sestru
Chorus
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabanе, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr (x2)
Vidi što se nosimo, u pičku se nosimo
On nam jebe mame ako za njega ne prosimo
Di prođemo da trava ne raste da kosimo
Da krstarimo svijetom dok se u tamiću vozimo
Šabanu pomozimo, dobra je persona
I nama kuće sazido al’ od kutija kartona
Pa trpamo u vreće šta god je vama smeće
Burke nema ga ko neće u njegovo poduzeće
Jer tu okrećemo pinku za šabanovu šminku
Ma nema koju gazda nije okrenio klinku
Kažu da je hetero, ajd’ da nisam peter’o
U isto vrijeme da je jednom opalio petero
I Milicu, i Slavicu, i Slađanu, i Tamaru
I Snježanu, i skupa s’ njima slagao na kamaru
Ma gazit ću po staklu ako treba bosih tabana
Samo da jednom budem faca poput šabana
Chorus
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr (x2)
Ko ima stila, čija je bila idila
Ko je crne puti kao da je iz Brazila
Ko je bez azila došao ravno iz blata
To nemogu da kažem jer bi mogo dobit brata
Njegov svijet je deponija a on ga tako gleda
Mi kopamo po njemu a on u limuzinu sjeda
Pa onda izgleda kume on vadi šampanjac
Dok oko vrata ima četiri prsta debel lanac
Šaban je taj dasa, pravi idol masa
Koji kad ulicom prođe butre ostaju bez glasa
Jer on kuži igru, on ti nije ovca
On radi milijon od dva milijona boca
On je poput oca, nikad nisam imo svog
I religija isto jer mi je šaban ko Bog
Idemo sad ponovo, stereo ne mono
Ajd pokaži crkvu da joj ukrademo zvono
Ajmo!
Chorus
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr-kr-r
Šabane, škndr (x2)
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Šaban – English Translation
A hammm
A hammm
A hammm
A hammm
Did you hear the story, you had to hear her
About Saban Originance What from the cardboard is the box
Eyes I saw a great balance to him
Mike mine my godfather, something like who ronaldo
His teeth are golden, arose about personal expense
He is a real face, while we stink on the corner
Its a good car, we heard he had a cask
No juvenile that is not already a burasco
Reaching out the window just armonics sounds
Children have, there isn’t so much fingers on your hand
His wife is aunt, Il it may be aunt
I will not a friend, I will die from Shaban’s bullet
He is a Kostolomac, the boss of the driving commotion
He starred sideways in the movie “Homing Home”
Stocks have a iron, he is a Master Tekesdu
If I nebudim who shaban will again f#ck sister
Chorus
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr (X2)
See what we’re wearing, we’re wearing a p#ss#
He f#cks moms if we don’t beg for him
We pass that the grass is not growing to mow
To cruise the world while in Tamic we drive
Shaban Help, is a good person
And us the houses of Sazido al ‘from the box of cardboard
So we suffer in bags whatever you are trash
Burke has no one who will not in his company
Because we turn there a pink for Šaban’s makeup
There is no boss of the boss
They say hetero, ajd ‘I’m not a peter’o
At the same time that he once fired five
Both Milica, and Slavica, and Sladjan, and Tamara
And Snježan, and together with ‘Kamari agreed
I’ll tread on glass if we need barefoot
Just to get a face like shaban once
Chorus
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr (X2)
Who has style, whose idyll
Who is black to get like that from Brazil
Who came straight from the mud without asylum
I can’t say that because mogo would get brother
His world is a landfill and he looks at him like that
We dig up on him and he sits in a limousine
Well then looks godfather on he is getting champagne
While around your neck has four fingers thick chain
Shaban is that dasa, a real idol mass
Which when the street passes the butter runs without voice
Because he’s home to the game, he’s not your sheep
He is working a million of two million bottles
He is like a father, I never imhat my
And religion same because I’m Shaban Who God
Let’s go now again, stereo no mono
AJD Show church to steal her bell
Let’s go!
Chorus
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr-Kr-R
Shabane, Škndr (X2)
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Lyrics Shorty – Šaban
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