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Ekipa je u giru, v sobi polna dima
Polni se kartina, sativa oči zalima
Veš da stari malo piva ni nikoli škodlo
Tudi če je iz Lidla, je vseeno ful dobro
Z mano motaj ekološko, roko dej po moško
Zmotaj vse kar maš, ne lagat da maš za solko
Kolko tolko dobro, puknilo me u brain
Fukni mi slušalke in pojačaj gain

Naj ga buta naj bo odlschool flejva
Naj ge pizda v fade out, pol naj spet začenja
Kuzlač, bi ti reku moj prijatu burkač
Mi smo tisti ki smo prišli skurcat, in shaslat ruzak
Ker danes sije sonce na obali
In menjalnik mam v četrti prestavi
Kruzam laganini se pravi, da mam spuščene šipe ko pripalim, warap

Motam pihlje v dolge rizle
Boli me kurac za vse, boli me kurac za vse, yeah
Sredi Istre čilam pihnjen
Boli me kurac za vse, boli me kurac za vse, yeah

Mesto rož Portorose, piči sonce
Kdo se nebi vrgu u morje, ko pa tko je vroče
Pokličem beko če gre z mano na pidoče
Mi pravi mogoče, pokliče takoj me nazaj
Da se peljemo nekam
In veš da ni zastonj v prtljažniku deka
Natoči liša Jacka, in kuzla dej mi not led
In podajte mi u krog ganjo ker sem pothead

Nevoščljive pizde ne mi niti tukaj bit
Palim splif, boli me kurac če sme se tu kadit
Pokliči Burketa in mene če hočeš pun kafič
Ker sem numero Uno tko kot je moj človek Lugarič
Komora trop, kadarkoli in povsod
Utipkamo koordinate, se odpravimo na pot
Svet je lep, ko mam gor sončna očala
To sem napisal v centru Amsterdama (hvaležen da obstajam)

Motam pihlje v dolge rizle
Boli me kurac za vse, boli me kurac za vse, yeah
Sredi Istre čilam pihnjen
Boli me kurac za vse, boli me kurac za vse, yeah

Milina je poleti, en giro it s kolesi
Uleti, če ne maš fix rolerje u kleti
Sm šou sm do člana, ki ma njivo na Baredih
Smo pili malvazijo, ki fa meno do desetih
Igrali, briškulali, bolu nas je kurac bejbi
Vsi smo bli veseli, manjali na mortadeli
In siru, narezki, zobotrebci so v giru
Na vesti, nimam nič, pojem u miru

Boli me kurac, danes mi je ravno
Vroče ko da šou bi u savno, in prav je naj bo
Naj pripeka, ko hladi rekla Dragonja
Ker brez vonja morja, ne predstavljam si poletja
Na Debeli rtič grem vedno v družbi pičke
Da je lahko topless in posonči bradavičke
Jaz namažem zdravilni mulj na stegna
In berem sportske novosti od prejšnjega tedna, like this

Motam pihlje v dolge rizle
Boli me kurac za vse, boli me kurac za vse, yeah
Sredi Istre čilam pihnjen
Boli me kurac za vse, boli me kurac za vse, yeah

King Size

The crew's hanging out, the room's full of smoke
Pictures are getting filled, sativa blurs the eyes
You know a little beer never hurt anyone
Even if it's from Lidl, it's still damn good
Roll with me organically, put your hand like a man
Roll up everything you have, don't lie that you have only enough for a joint
More or less good, it hit me in the brain
Give me the headphones and turn up the gain

Let it bump, let it be an oldschool flavour
Let it fade out, then start again
Dude, I'd call you my friend, a stoner
We're the ones who came to fuck shit up and shake the backpack
Because today the sun is shining on the coast
And I have the gear stick in fourth gear
Cruising easy, they say I have the windows down when I light up, warap

I roll joints in long papers
I don't give a fuck about anything, I don't give a fuck about anything, yeah
In the middle of Istria, I'm chilling, high
I don't give a fuck about anything, I don't give a fuck about anything, yeah

The city of roses, Portorož, the sun is blazing
Who wouldn't jump in the sea when it's so hot
I call my girl to see if she's coming with me for pizza
She tells me maybe, calls me right back
That we're going somewhere
And you know it's not for free, there's a blanket in the trunk
Just pour Jack, and put some ice in it
And pass me the weed in a circle because I'm a pothead

Envious bitches don't even try to be here
I'm lighting a spliff, I don't give a fuck if I'm allowed to smoke here
Call Burke and me if you want some coffee, girl
Because I'm number one, just like my man Lugarič
The chamber is tropical, anytime and anywhere
We type in the coordinates, we hit the road
The world is beautiful when I have sunglasses on
I wrote this in the center of Amsterdam (grateful to exist)

I roll joints in long papers
I don't give a fuck about anything, I don't give a fuck about anything, yeah
In the middle of Istria, I'm chilling, high
I don't give a fuck about anything, I don't give a fuck about anything, yeah

It's sweet in the summer, to go for a ride with bikes
Join in, if you don't have a fixie, get rollerblades from the basement
I went to a member who has a field in Baredi
We drank Malvasia, which fucks me up to ten
We played, played cards, we didn't give a fuck, baby
We were all happy, munching on mortadella
And cheese, cold cuts, toothpicks are in the game
On my conscience, I have nothing, I eat in peace

I don't give a fuck, today I'm just fine
Hot as if I was going into a sauna, and it's right, let it be
Let it burn, like the Dragonja cools
Because I can't imagine summer without the smell of the sea
I always go to Debeli Rtič with a chick
So she can be topless and sunbathe her nipples
I smear healing mud on my thighs
And I read sports news from last week, like this

I roll joints in long papers
I don't give a fuck about anything, I don't give a fuck about anything, yeah
In the middle of Istria, I'm chilling, high
I don't give a fuck about anything, I don't give a fuck about anything, yeah