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sch - liquide (english lyrics) lyrics

intro :
a7, puto
19, götze
mathafack, kore, lacrim
i’ll show you how it’s done, hein
m-rs-ille

1rst verse (sch) :
i’m in it for the money
knowledge is a weapon, i’m strapped up
so i’m cultivated
mom, dry your tears, you’re the only focus of my attention
puto, i don’t hang around much these days
soon they’ll only see me in 1080p
i’ve got a 1000 cards in hand
i’m on every field
every block, every projects
we grew up with our heads under the water
homie, you know that we’re able to put a price on your life
new money, rich off steel
homie, i’m in the vip section, i don’t pay at the entrance
we’ve already downed all the bottles, the look in our eyes is haunted
i’ll be scr-w-ng you as long as i’m healthy
you and your f-cking team of tomboys
7 speed manual transmission, my head is glued against the head rest
i’m taking shots the dome, i’m holding my cup and the steering wheel
everyday is like new years eve
bicth, we’ve been through hard times
they weren’t around back when we weren’t sh-t
i hope that you told them
i’m not your kid
i don’t care about opening at your concerts
my appartment is stink of white widow
they, they’ll see my middle finger and my back
i’m having diner with the politicians
they’re the new rich with teflon vests
whith only one finger, i put them all back in their places
at the shelter, the only thing my father is asking for is a roof
your homies are all buying clothes
i don’t have time for that anymore, i need to get him a flat, mathafack

chorus (sch) :
some cash, some cash, some cash, some cash, some cash
(i’m drowning in it)
my shoes are shinning, i’m staring at my feet
(i can see my reflection on them)
it’s duplicated, duplicated, duplicated, duplicated
some c0ke on my d-ck when she sucks it
(she can’t feel her t–th)
some cash, some cash, some cash, some cash, some cash
(some cash)
my shoes are shinning…
(i can see my reflection on them)
it’s duplicated, duplicated, duplicated, duplicated
some c0ke on my d-ck when she sucks it
(she can’t feel her t–th)

2nd verse (lacrim) :
if you see us with two or three b-tches, there won’t be any bouquets of flowers
i did the turn of the world a couple times, in barely two or three week ends
i screwed you guys over, just take a look at my freestyles
latest philipp plein collection, latest audemars-piguet
i’m getting money, we’ve got the streets behind us
some cash, some cash, if i ever smoke you, then, we’ll be even, as a team
you don’t know anything about my life, about my team
i’ve got appartments, villas, diplomatic car number plates
semi automatics weapons, b-tches in high heels
f-cking your mom, son, is the theme
(whou whou) if i ever smoke you
that’s one less, no need for mathematics
(he he) don’t try to follow us
my son doesn’t wear anymore fake gabbanas
(whou whou) i made it out the struggle
i’ll get him a hotel at copacabana
(he he) we’re heading off to dubai
in one night i blew all my money
i head back to the hotel
there’s a jacuzzi, my wife is giving me a neck m-ssage
let the money flow in
you have to pay the price in order to own nice things
don’t take all your time
i’ve got places to go
i ate well
i leave the table and the meal i had costed about the same amount as your salary
f-ck you
the little kids around me can smoke le banner
more or less, i’ve got a lot of pressure on my back
full face helmet, big motor bike
they always talk about war, but the only war they ever did, those dirty sons of b-tches, is the war of b-ttons

bridge (sch) x2
45 big motor
the stick up kids will be out to rob you
ils vont remonter ton salaire (??)
nous on va remonter l’employeur (??)
we don’t know our own limits
we don’t know our fathers very well
your whole hallway is stink of parafin
you can’t fool us, we know where the scent is coming from

translation by: theinternationalconnect.com

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