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Nokia (feat. Tschimy)

Cena statusa, v dimni sobi ne vidiš zla
Naj dežuje kot siv oblak
Naj se trese kot Nokia
Kaj zamenjaš za čisto vest
Nič ni večno to dobro veš
Cena statusa, v dimni sobi ne vidiš zla
Naj dežuje kot siv oblak
Naj se trese kot Nokia
Kaj zamenjaš za čisto vest
Kaj je laž baby kaj je res

Ona bo dama nardila si bo sama
Ne rabi tipa, da doseže to kar sanja
Da si privošči vse kar ni mela
Odrasla, zdej nardila bi vse kar ni smela
Ni ji več izven dosega, zgleda najmanj dvajset
Plus kolegica ji chilla že na plažah Tajske
Slika plaže rajske, zajtrke v postelji
Malice na bazenu, stalno glumila goste bi
Ona vidi vse to, vn čez okno vidi ghetto
Tle ne vidi palm, samo sivi beton
Komplimente zdej dobiva od starejših tipov
Fura se v Jeep-u, odjebala je ekipo iz Zipov
Vidi, da z njim ne rabi plačat
Ko si sposodi mu ne rabi vračat
Rada šla od doma bi, pa probat ni greh
Plus čene je stalno starim tarča
Ker stari ne podpira, da jo celo noč ni
S kriminalci v separeju vodko z ledom toči
Lepše frendice zavidajo ji končno
Ena mora vstat za faks, druga mora v nočno
Orgazem zablefira se poštima ročno
Samo mu pa avto sam parkira bočno
Njen prejšnji tip ni imel niti klime
Spomne zahodov se iz vište na soline
Zadnji zic in liter vina iz trgovine
Drhtenje nog od sladke bolečine
Zdej ji drugi vleče rigo s kože
Njemu je samo do cveta njemu ni do rože
Mamine deklice danes ni domov še
Faks je pustila, navlečena na koks je
Pravi si da nima druge opcije
Pa stalno pije alko zliva v emocije

Cena statusa, v dimni sobi ne vidiš zla
Naj dežuje kot siv oblak
Naj se trese kot Nokia
Kaj zamenjaš za čisto vest
Nič ni večno to dobro veš
Cena statusa, v dimni sobi ne vidiš zla
Naj dežuje kot siv oblak
Naj se trese kot Nokia
Kaj zamenjaš za čisto vest
Kaj je laž baby kaj je res

Namesto da zgradila bi kariero
Parkirala Carrero si pred vilo nad Kaštelom
Ponosna na svoj trud, sama s svojim kešom
Ne pa takoj sud, ko frajer najde lepšo
Zdej ni več v mighty bajti vse je nineties
Spet škripajo tla v hladilniku je crisis
Site-i kjer se kaže v spodnji majci
Starci se trudijo brat CVC iz kartic
Za malo njenih tangic, naramnic
Da ima pritok, zdej se ne odžeja več od kapljic
Njena vsebina vedno bolj cenena
A kaj ko samo višja, samo raste njena cena
Zdej zavidajo ji punce željne potovanj
Punce, ki bi rade, da jim tip pokaže pot do sanj
Ne vejo da mladost bledi jim vsak dan
Lepota je minljiva tko ko ta dnar
Zdej v sebi ona srečna ni
Rada družino bi želela si je več nardit
Hoče čutit ljubezen, ona noče spet laži
Vsaka njena gola slika zdej ji vredna ni
Vsaka njena gola slika zdej več vredna ni
Njeno dostojanstvo zdej ne kupi več noben zlatnik
Kaj bo zamenjala za čisto vest
Vem ona mora isto jest

Cena statusa, v dimni sobi ne vidiš zla
Naj dežuje kot siv oblak
Naj se trese kot Nokia
Kaj zamenjaš za čisto vest
Nič ni večno to dobro veš
Cena statusa, v dimni sobi ne vidiš zla
Naj dežuje kot siv oblak
Naj se trese kot Nokia
Kaj zamenjaš za čisto vest
Kaj je laž baby kaj je res

Nokia (feat. Tschimy)

The price of status, in a smoky room you can't see evil
Let it rain like a gray cloud
Let it shake like a Nokia
What would you trade for a clear conscience
Nothing is forever, you know that well
The price of status, in a smoky room you can't see evil
Let it rain like a gray cloud
Let it shake like a Nokia
What would you trade for a clear conscience
What is a lie baby, what is the truth

She'll be a lady, she'll do it herself
She doesn't need a guy to achieve what she dreams
To afford everything she didn't have
Grown up, now she would do everything she wasn't allowed to
It's no longer out of reach, she looks at least twenty
Plus her friend is already chilling on the beaches of Thailand
Pictures of paradise beaches, breakfasts in bed
Lunches by the pool, she would always play the guest
She sees all this, out the window she sees the ghetto
Here she doesn't see palm trees, only gray concrete
She's getting compliments from older guys now
She drives a Jeep, dumped the crew from Zipov
She sees that she doesn't need to pay with him
When she borrows, she doesn't need to return
She'd like to leave home, trying is not a sin
Plus she's constantly a target for the old folks
Because her dad doesn't support her being out all night
With criminals in the VIP booth, pouring vodka with ice
Her prettier friends are finally envious of her
One has to get up for college, the other has to work the night shift
She fakes an orgasm, takes care of it manually
But she just parks his car sideways
Her previous boyfriend didn't even have air conditioning
She remembers sunsets from Vište to Soline
The last cigarette and a liter of wine from the store
Legs trembling from sweet pain
Now another one pulls the line off her skin
He's only after the flower, he doesn't care for the rose
Mommy's little girl isn't home yet today
She dropped out of college, she's hooked on coke
She tells herself she has no other option
And constantly drinks alcohol, drowning in emotions

The price of status, in a smoky room you can't see evil
Let it rain like a gray cloud
Let it shake like a Nokia
What would you trade for a clear conscience
Nothing is forever, you know that well
The price of status, in a smoky room you can't see evil
Let it rain like a gray cloud
Let it shake like a Nokia
What would you trade for a clear conscience
What is a lie baby, what is the truth

Instead of building a career
She parked her Carrero in front of the villa above Kaštel
Proud of her efforts, with her own cash
Not an immediate judgment when her boyfriend finds someone prettier
Now it's no longer in a mighty house, it's all nineties
The floor creaks again, there's a crisis in the fridge
Sites where she shows herself in her underwear
Parents are struggling to read the CVC from cards
For a bit of her thongs, straps
To have an inflow, now she doesn't quench her thirst from drops anymore
Her content is getting cheaper and cheaper
But what can you do when it only goes higher, her price only rises
Now girls who are eager to travel envy her
Girls who would like their guy to show them the way to their dreams
They don't know that their youth fades every day
Beauty is fleeting just like this money
Now she's not happy inside
She'd like a family, she wanted to do more
She wants to feel love, she doesn't want lies again
Every naked picture of her is worthless now
Every naked picture of her is worthless now
Her dignity can't be bought by any gold coin anymore
What will she trade for a clear conscience
I know she has to eat the same

The price of status, in a smoky room you can't see evil
Let it rain like a gray cloud
Let it shake like a Nokia
What would you trade for a clear conscience
Nothing is forever, you know that well
The price of status, in a smoky room you can't see evil
Let it rain like a gray cloud
Let it shake like a Nokia
What would you trade for a clear conscience
What is a lie baby, what is the truth