Prilipapapa!
If I were good, if I were nice,
If I were a daddy's boy
If I had money
and a fast car
I wouldn't need a job, I wouldn't need a goal
fingers in my ears, I wouldn't need anything at all.
Shame, shame
Every day I dream of a highway
Shame, shame
I only see dirt roads around me
Shame, shame
Man, I am so furious
Shame, shame
There's a crane hanging above our heads.
Shame, shame
That's a shame, shame.
Give me that groove
Give me that beat
Give me that heat
Roll that shit.
Roll it! Roll it! Roll it! Roll it!
Who needs speed? Who needs X?
Better ganja, then sex.
I create a new sound much better
I create new texts more easily.
Relax, roll it...
Another one, the first one is gone already.
One is not enough, roll the next.
Easily I manage with all that stress.
I don't belong in all that mess.
Shame, shame
Every day I dream of a highway
Shame, shame
I only see dirt roads around me
Shame, shame
Man, I am so furious
Shame, shame
There's a crane hanging above our heads.
Shame, shame
That's a shame, shame.
Prilipapapa!