paroles de chanson GOBBLE GOBBLE...BAQALA - Gang Shloink

I have f***ing AIDS!
Oh my lord, I'm 'bout to queef!
Jay- Jay Cactus
Brother, what is this nonsense you're speaking?
I don't understand a single thing
This is uh, tomfoolery
This is uhh

Gobble gobble, when what we speak has got no meaning we say "gobble gobble" (brr, brr, bah, bah!)
"I'm posted up, I'm with my demons", that's just gobble gobble (wow, wow, bah, bah!)
When I wobble with the bottle we may argue, we may squabble (baow! Baow! Bah, bah! Brr)
In the end, it's just some gobble gobble (brr, baow!)

Fly out Paris, fly out Berlin, bitch my life's cos fonny
Bitch this GS monny, not no fuckin' daddy's monny
Standing in the rain with Ines Penis for like seven hours
Naiya's jacket got me drippin', bitch this Poli we devour
Ain't no schleppin' in this house so Naiya schleppin' on the street
Jacket swappin', Jäger coppin', Sobi sippin', life's complete
In Berlin we stay at Soho House, we link with Central Cee
Schmob with iCue and the Doorman, gobble gobble until three

Gobble gobble, when what we speak has got no meaning we say "gobble gobble" (brr, brr, bah, bah!)
"I'm posted up, I'm with my demons", that's just gobble gobble (wow, wow, bah, bah!)
When I wobble with the bottle we may argue, we may squabble (baow! Baow! Bah, bah! Brr)
In the end, it's just some gobble gobble (brr, baow!)

Back in the back of the house on a stack
Back on track to losin' all my racks
Back to the slurp, it be streaming
Back to reality, to realize I'm dreaming
Dreaming, my sesh it be streaming, while Shaylin demeaning
I'm beaming, don't know the meaning, of gobble I'm screaming
Stackin' the burgers one by one
Stackin' assignments one by one
Don't view them, don't do them
Gotta get through them but screw them
It's been a bumpy ride but not much worse than Angie's driving
SNOOT II so exciting, boys are bitchless, that's how I'm surviving

Gobble gobble, when what we speak has got no meaning we say "gobble gobble" (brr, brr, bah, bah!)
"I'm posted up, I'm with my demons", that's just gobble gobble (wow, wow, bah, bah!)
When I wobble with the bottle we may argue, we may squabble (baow! Baow! Bah, bah! Brr)
In the end, it's just some gobble gobble (brr, baow!)

In the end, it's just some gobble gobble
Stackin' the burgers one by one
Stackin' assignments one by one
Schmob with iCue and the Doorman, gobble gobble until three
Until three
Schmob with iCue and the Doorman
I'm beaming, don't know the meaning, the gobble I'm screaming
Bitch this GS monny, not no fuckin' daddy's monny

Yo, bunn that, bunn that
Any flavor man's fuckin' done that
GS bop on a opp nonstop
You already know the ting, come on
Yo big up
Yo SNOOT II, big tings only, come on, you know the ting, baow

Big up the bossman, that's my G
Been sellin' sesh to an '03
He been getting all of my P's
He been getting all of my cheese
Bunn that shit we ain't smoke no trees
Already told you I'm nuts, no deez
Man finesse my age with ease
Still turn up it's 40 degrees

Got the sidestep on the shots not including waps
Advocate for the return of the famous Coochieflaps
Taps on the maps in the cabs, go fast
Time lapse back to the day I was about to collapse
In the back Snoot amassed, had a blast
These raps are recaps while it lasts, but alas, it's wraps
These vast memories, I'm left with the scraps
Yeah I'm boutta relapse on the days of the past
Pulled up with the bottle to the slurp
Just got kicked out of Peninsula, it hurt
Then I pull up to Baqala, smelling like Kerala
Got chasers for the gang, no Guatemala
Broke, no Kampala
Money doesn't rain from my head, no Colabawalla
Wish we had a sala, Shaylin be like "يلا"
Waiting for my man in his Chevrolet Impala
Seshy from the bossman, don't care what it costs man
That's how it go when I gotta do the dos man
Snacky snack on the stacky stack
No racky-rack cuz it's cheap as shit
And if they do not have it in Baqala, they'll surely have it in Carrefour
Recording shit in the goofy store, that night's gotta be top four

Big up the bossman, that's my G
Been sellin' sesh to an '03
He been getting all of my P's
He been getting all of my cheese
Bunn that shit we ain't smoke no trees
Already told you I'm nuts, no deez
Man finesse my age with ease
Still turn up it's 40 degrees

Jeez
I feel like Big Sleez
That opp is too sleazy
Slap an opp like Breezy
Like ArrDee's trim please get man faded
Don't mean chinged, just straight up wasted
Splash that cash on slurp, man baste it
Check man's wrist it's done up, bracelet
Ayo bossman what you got?
Any flavor man got that
Ayo bossman that's a lot
Stop the chat and just shop that
I'm in Muneera, I'm with Le Blaque
Ran outta sesh now we bringing it back
Got no Sierra upon my neck
Got no Sierra run down my neck
Shout man Feli, que pasa marica?
"Hamburger hotdog" like America
Need me a sesh, I'm in Baqala
But I'm broke, I'm in Kampala
Yo where's baby Nayjay?
Not in my pocket, I think it's with Shay Shay
Sike, I yoinked it, call me sesh snatcher
I got AIDS, I'm the STD catcher

Big up the bossman, that's my G
Been sellin' sesh to an '03
He been getting all of my P's
He been getting all of my cheese
Bunn that shit we ain't smoke no trees
Already told you I'm nuts, no deez
Man finesse my age with ease
Still turn up it's 40 degrees (Bassyy)

Yuh, ya dunno
Free the fuckin' guys man, free DeArti, free Göran
That shit nonstop, GS fuckin' bop on a opp
Come on