Paper Queen - Ensi, Guè, Biggie Bash

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin' up Mercedes down with the gangsters

Io non capisco queste signorine con la sindrome da dive

Facili d’indole fanno l’album delle figurine

Li collezionano e non c’entra il tasso alcolico

Queste te la danno, basta che non sei un anonimo

Attratte da quello che brilla come gazze ladre

A tratti spassionate, il cuore batte a mille millantate

Affezionate a tutto tranne che alla dignità

E confondono l’amore con due ore di notorietà

Il mio cuore però non si mastica, quindi tu, baby, ora fatti da parte

Perché io non sono fatto di plastica, baby, lo sai che la carne è carne

E se tu fossi meno bella, giuro, potrei non cascarci

Ma se fossi mia sorella, giuro, ti prenderei a schiaffi

Poi lo sai come va, lo sa pure lei che anche senza pass entra nel backstage

Potresti essere dentro in 60 secondi al contrario di Nicholas Cage

«Dovresti» dicono gli altri, se lo volessi, non preoccuparti

Penso a un domani se avessi una figlia che un po' ti assomiglia e potrei

suicidarmi

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin' up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin' up Mercedes down with the gangsters

Pensavo che il peggio fosse passato, invece ho dovuto ricredermi

Il peggio è passato, nel senso che è passato a prendermi

E sono assuefatto a tutte 'ste tipe, diavolo, devo riprendermi

E sono in albergo, due tipe a fianco e il telefono in mano che voglio

riprendermi

'Sti rapper non mi amano, ma tutte 'ste tipe sì

Vogliono la G addosso come se fossi Gucci o Givenchy

Nuthin' but a G thang, raga

Tanta Roba è la label che mi paga

E solo per farvi vedere per un’altra botta e un altro bicchiere

Siete talmente sempre piegate che dovreste mettervi le ginocchiere

E so che non mi ami davvero, ma che ami 'sto grosso stile

Diamanti che ho al polso

E dire che tue e le tue amiche girate coi capi

Vi schiaccio pesante e mi chiamate papi

Parlo così perché è quello che vuoi

No che non ci sarà niente tra noi

Tutte 'ste tipe che vogliono il rap king e mi fanno stalking

'Sti rapper si sentono in cima

Li mando a fare il lavoro di prima

Tu non parlare, non siamo amici

Te lo metto in bocca e fotto quel che dici

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin' up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin' up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She get close to Guè cuz I’m a real superstar

She run with Ensi, the king of freestyle

Dem girls are dutty even if dem pussy ah look nice

She do it every night

She feel the bass and wine

How come girl you still look so empty

Too much crack and cocaine, you just twenty

Who run di Hell road and deal with the Devil

Biggie, Guè and Ensi, kill off all the MC’s

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin' up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin' up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin 'up Mercedes down with the gangsters

I don't understand these ladies with the dive syndrome

Easy-natured, they make the sticker album

They collect them and the alcohol content is not involved

They give you these, as long as you are not anonymous

Attracted by what shines like thieving magpies

At times dispassionate, the heart beats with a thousand boasted

Be attached to everything but dignity

And they confuse love with two hours of fame

But my heart won't chew, so you, baby, now step aside

Because I'm not made of plastic, baby, you know meat is meat

And if you were less beautiful, I swear, I might not fall for it

But if you were my sister, I swear, I'd slap you

Then you know how it goes, she also knows that even without a pass she enters the backstage

You could be in in 60 seconds unlike Nicholas Cage

"You should," the others say, if you wanted to, don't worry

I think tomorrow if I had a daughter who looks a bit like you and I could

commit suicide

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin 'up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin 'up Mercedes down with the gangsters

I thought the worst was over, but I had to change my mind

The worst is over, in the sense that he came to pick me up

And I'm addicted to all these girls, hell, I have to recover

And I'm in the hotel, two girls next to me and the phone in my hand that I want

recover

'These rappers don't love me, but all these girls do

They want the G on like you're Gucci or Givenchy

Nuthin 'but a G thang, raga

Tanta Roba is the label that pays me

And just to show you for another blow and another glass

You are always so bent that you should put on your knee pads

And I know you don't really love me, but you love this big style

Diamonds on my wrist

And to say that you and your friends turn heads

I crush you hard and you call me papi

I speak like that because that's what you want

No, there will be nothing between us

All these girls who want the rap king and stalk me

'Sti rappers feel on top

I'm sending them to do the work before

Don't talk, we're not friends

I'll put it in your mouth and fuck what you say

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin 'up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin 'up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She get close to Guè cuz I'm a real superstar

She run with Ensi, the king of freestyle

Dem girls are dutty even if dem pussy ah look nice

She do it every night

She feel the bass and wine

How come girl you still look so empty

Too much crack and cocaine, you just twenty

Who run by Hell road and deal with the Devil

Biggie, Guè and Ensi, kill off all the MC's

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin 'up Mercedes down with the gangsters

She wanna get down, down, down, down, down

She wanna be the queen, but she she wears a bitch crown

She wanna get down with the hustlaz making green paper

Runnin 'up Mercedes down with the gangsters