Lyrics and translation Ryfa Ri feat. Panama - POLO DOG

POLO DOG

Tak
Hahaha

Azorku, kogo Ty tam widzisz?
Alarm Czy to Reksio?
Alfred?
Znowu to robia?
Wlacz tryb bragga.

Yeah yeah

Moja pupa jest wypukla
Sprawdzaj na Google Earth
Czasem czerwony kapturek
A bania jak Papa Smurf
Dzieki za Czarną Kulturę
Jakbym tanczyła Turf
Dawaj moj wealth
Za moje put it to werk
(I swear word)
Pogubiony? wlaczaj navi
Navy jak granaty
Bejby to nie szmaty!
Szejki nie wyraz aprobaty!
Rajty, alrighty?
I majki allmighty
Chca robic rap jak FaRi bo
Robie rap jak laski!
Badz sobie oniesmielony, O
Nie zrobisz ze mnie żony, O
Mam single, jestem single, bo
Nie wchodze w byle co
Faceci sie mnie boja
Flexują Mojojojo
A co mnie to, ze
Nie lubia mnie za to flow
Rosne jak klit*ris, wy?
Wybuchacie jak Critersy!
Kto Wam pisze zwrotki, please
Szasnastki jak M&M'sy
Ja okrągla jak Babybel'e
Gibka jakbym byla z Bel Air
Nie mow mi o moim dziele
Idz poczytaj Rebbece

Pytaja co to za fura
No przeciez widac, ze czołg
A ta bajera to nuda
Ze to nie polo to golf
Skoro chcesz mnie pouczac
To moze pobadz mną
Nie schylam się po byle utarg
Mam dosc wysoko strop

Kopię gleboko i wygrywam
Jakbym grala w the Worms
Spimp*je twoich kumpli jak
Cruella de Mon
Moje siory z WRR to klasa
Twoi kumple the worst
A jak nie jestem w formie
Tylko pytam: to co

Wkurwiam Was jak Didi
Chociaż słodka Ri jak Didl
Militarna jak A Milly
Spryt Lemingów jak z Amigi
Ta bejba co nie pyta sie
Najbardziej ufa se
Chichichichip i Dale
One woman brygda R!
X to Malcolm, nie Factor
A juz na bank bardziej astro
Niz Astor
Jak robię to na sto
Chcesz strofe? masz to
Jak się poce, to bardzo
Nie unosisz? bajko
No a z warzyw to ciasto
Ja man
Zjadam jak pac man
Pyle perfumy, wandal
Spalam jak pani Janda
A kocham jak wariatka
Kryje jak arafatka
Znow odpadla mi latka
Polska scena damska rap
Dawno jest po ptaszkach

Pytaja co to za fura
No przeciez widac, ze czołg
A ta bajera to nuda
Ze to nie polo to golf
Skoro chcesz mnie pouczać
To moze pobadz mną
Nie schylam sie po byle utarg
Mam dosc wysoko strop
Pytaja co to za fura
No przeciez widac, ze czołg
A ta bajera to nuda
Ze to nie polo to golf
Skoro chcesz mnie pouczac
To moze pobadz mną
Nie schylam się po byle utarg
Mam dosc wysoko strop

POLO DOG

So
Hahaha

My dear, who do you see there?
Is it an alarm? Is it Reksio?
Alfred?
Are they doing it again?
Turn on the brag mode.

Yeah yeah

My booty is full
Check it out on Google Earth
Sometimes I am Little Red Riding Hood
And I have a head like Papa Smurf
Thank you for Black Culture
Like I was dancing Turf
Give me my wealth
For my put it to work
(Swear word)
Lost? Turn on your navi
Navy like grenades
Baby, it's not rags!
The sheikhs do not approve!
Tights, alrighty?
And mics allmighty
They want to rap like FaRi because
I rap like a girl!
Be intimidated, O
You will not make a wife out of me, O
I have singles, I am single, because
I don't get into just anything
Men are afraid of me
They flex Mojojojo
So what if
They don't like me for this flow
I grow like a clit*ris, do you?
You explode like Criters!
Who writes your verses, please
Sixteens like M&M's
I'm as round as Babybel's
Flexible like I'm from Bel Air
Don't tell me about my work
Go read Rebbece

They ask what kind of car it is
But it's obvious, it's a tank
And this bull is boring
That it's not a polo, it's a golf
If you want to teach me
Then maybe research me
I don't stoop for any bargain
My ceiling is pretty high

I dig deep and I win
As if I was playing in the Worms
I pimp your homies like
Cruella de Mon
My sisters from WRR are classy
Your homies are the worst
And when I'm not in shape
I just ask: so what

I piss you off like Didi
Although sweet Ri like Didl
Military like A Milly
Lemmings' cunning like from Amiga
This babe who doesn't ask
Trusts herself the most
Chichichichip and Dale
One woman brigade R!
X is Malcolm, not Factor
And definitely more astro
Than Astor
When I do it on a hundred
Want a verse? Here you have it
When I sweat, I sweat a lot
Can't handle it? Boohoo
And as for vegetables, it's dough
Me, man
I eat like Pac-Man
I spray perfume, a vandal
I burn like Mrs. Janda
And I love like a maniac
I hide like an arafatka
A star fell off me again
Polish female rap scene
It's long gone

They ask what kind of car it is
But it's obvious, it's a tank
And this bull is boring
That it's not a polo, it's a golf
If you want to teach me
Then maybe research me
I don't stoop for any bargain
My ceiling is pretty high
They ask what kind of car it is
But it's obvious, it's a tank
And this bull is boring
That it's not a polo, it's a golf
If you want to teach me
Then maybe research me
I don't stoop for any bargain
My ceiling is pretty high