Paroles et traduction Balkan - Ego

Ego

Ha, ha, ha
(Woo-woo)
Nucci, Voyage, Balkan (Woo-woo)

Dve-tri lajne rade me, o mi amor
Sve dizajner, na meni sija Dior
Žene lagane, dame se lože na bol
Vole mi mane, joj-joj, joj-joj

Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Ave, ave, a pije, ne staje
Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Tu sam rođen, ali morô sam da nestanem

Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Ave, ave, a pije, ne staje
Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Tu sam rođen, ali morô sam da nestanem

S tobom doggy sanjali bi mnogi
Svi su hteli, ali retki su to mogli (pljas)
Taman ten, karamel kô Naomi
Sve mi je dala kad sam je slagô da je volim

Htela bi roming, da telo lomi na koki
Oko vrata je stežem, bre tebra, kô da sam choky (m-m)
Za moj Paciotti, m-majka, suzu mi prolij
Mama, nismo mi krivi, već naši loši idoli (mama)

Kako dobro radi mi to (yeah-yeah)
Skini stvari, kad joj kažem dupe baci na pod (yeah-yeah)
Kako dobro radi mi to (yeah-yeah)
Polupijana, na dva grama, moli, pita za još

Dve-tri lajne rade me, o mi amor
Sve dizajner, na meni sija Dior
Žene lagane, dame se lože na bol
Vole mi mane, joj-joj, joj-joj

A ti mi—
Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Ave, ave, a pije, ne staje
Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Tu sam rođen, ali morô sam da nestanem
Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Ave, ave, a pije, ne staje
Ave, ave, a Balkan daje sve
Tu sam rođen, ali morô sam da nestanem

A majko, morô sam da nestanem
A majko, morô sam da nestanem
A majko, morô sam da nestanem
Balkan

Ego

Ha, ha, ha
(Woo-woo)
Nucci, Voyage, Balkan (Woo-woo)

Two-three lines make me, oh my love
All designer, Dior shines on me
Easy women, ladies are attracted to pain
They love my flaws, oh-oh, oh-oh

Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
Ave, ave, and drinks, doesn't stop
Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
I was born here, but I had to disappear

Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
Ave, ave, and drinks, doesn't stop
Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
I was born here, but I had to disappear

Many would have dreamed of being doggy with you
Everyone wanted to, but few could (dance)
Tan skin, caramel like Naomi
She gave me everything when I lied to her that I loved her

She wanted roaming, to break her body on coke
I hold her around her neck, yo, like I'm a choky (m-m)
For my Paciotti, mom, I shed a tear
Mom, we are not to blame, but our bad idols (mom)

How good it works for me (yeah-yeah)
Take off your things, when I tell her, drop your ass on the floor (yeah-yeah)
How good it works for me (yeah-yeah)
Half-drunk, on two grams, begs, asks for more

Two-three lines make me, oh my love
All designer, Dior shines on me
Easy women, ladies are attracted to pain
They love my flaws, oh-oh, oh-oh

And you, my—
Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
Ave, ave, and drinks, doesn't stop
Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
I was born here, but I had to disappear
Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
Ave, ave, and drinks, doesn't stop
Ave, ave, and Balkan gives everything
I was born here, but I had to disappear

And mom, I had to disappear
And mom, I had to disappear
And mom, I had to disappear
Balkan