Molotovljev Koktel - Jala, Buba Corelli

Ako vrijeme je novac, vazda na vrijeme Seico

Mala Jhené Aiko, prvo je jeb’o pa slik’o

Dok đavo čeka sa rogom, sa robom čeka me Igor

Na vuju sipam joj Vigor, palim Molotov rigol

Maksimum mi toliko mi k’o Rivaldo i Figo

Suma ne ide s uma, sumnjam da voli me iko

Na umu dušmane čuvam, pod jastukom čuvam pištolj

Po njoj crtam k’o kistom, voli belaj k’o Istok

Kući Vori je mami, poslije jebem se s istom

Rolam flop isto k’o s konja tristo gas stisk’o Merz Brabus

Sve bida teče navus, vidi se Nostradamus

Nemoj da vam ja dam po bulji, na rukama žuljevi i borba

Na mukama k’o Schumi jurim sa kujama k’o Yuri Boyka

Jurim ške od bloka, ono liječi studio-lokal

Na vratu tozla, ne odlazim neka me plaća k’o koka

Oni ne mogu da me ne vole, stil bacam k’o tijela s doka

Oni ne mogu da me prebole, jebem poput Siffredi Rocca

U igri, oba mi oka kunem se neću stat sve dok vam

S nišana gloka ne skinem zavist, sve ću da vam uzmem tako mi Boga

Zovite 122, tu smo da pravimo djelo

Gori grad, ja lud i mlad pare bacam na t’jelo

Zovi 123, daj Zippo i Vodke

Jer znaš da sve plane kao Molotovljev koktel

Gori alkohol u flaši, bacam Molotovljev koktel

Molotovljev koktel, Molotovljev koktel

Gori alkohol u flaši, bacam Molotovljev koktel

Molotovljev koktel, Molotovljev koktel

S ovom se slavom jedva nosam, opet s drogama pretjer’o sam

Kučko, zovi me Samir Hurem, beat vozam k’o Audi r8

Osam boba progut’o sam, do sad' osam joja srol’o sam

Dno sam, zlo sam, to sam, što sam, više od pola scene pojeb’o sam

Mnogi ne mogu ovim putem ić', kad kučke tučem, izvučem bič

Na mobitelu čuvam klip gdje mi jaja liže Soraja Vucelic

Puni para smo dok kurave karamo

Ulicama haramo, stalno varamo

Znamo to da dušmani žele nama zlo

Oni žele da vide kako na pod padamo

Koka s nokta flow, postalo je opasno

Poslala poruku momku svom je da ćemo ostat' do kasno

Ona zna za to pare oprasmo, bogovi ovog' hip-hopa smo

Reperima grob iskopasmo, poslije posla srolali topa smo

Hajmo se pobiti i dobiti robije, k’o ne rizikuje i ne dobije

Cora sa dvije gole drolje u sobi, one obje vole orgije

Kome se ne sviđa novi Corelli kurac me boli više nego prije

Imam flow koji mora da te opije, ostali su samo loše kopije

Imam pobjede, pišem vam povijest, sve redom ću repere s temelja pomest'

Nek' obale svima, puši mi ga kuja što izgleda isto k’o Selena Gomez (isto)

Državi ne plaćam porez, dok jeb’o sam je, skin’o sam povez

Večeras sam spreman da na vas zapucam k’o na golove Torres

Zovite 122, tu smo da pravimo djelo

Gori grad, ja lud i mlad pare bacam na t’jelo

Zovi 123, daj Zippo i Vodke

Jer znaš da sve plane kao Molotovljev koktel

Gori alkohol u flaši, bacam Molotovljev koktel

Molotovljev koktel, Molotovljev koktel

Gori alkohol u flaši, bacam Molotovljev koktel

Molotovljev koktel, Molotovljev koktel

If time is money, always Seico

Little Jhené Aiko, first she fucked and then she took a picture

While the devil is waiting with a horn, Igor is waiting for me with a slave

I pour Vigor on her, light a Molotov rig

Maximum we like Rivaldo and Figo

Suma does not leave my mind, I doubt that anyone loves me

I keep enemies in my mind, I keep a gun under my pillow

I draw on her like a brush, she likes white like the East

Home Vori seduces her, then I fuck her

I roll the flop just like Merz Brabus hit the gas three hundred times with a horse

Everything is flowing navus, Nostradamus can be seen

Don't let me slap you in the face, calluses and a fight on your hands

I'm racing like Schuma with bitches like Yuri Boyka

I run away from the block, it heals the studio-local

At the door of tozla, I'm not leaving, let me be paid like a coke

They can't not love me, I throw style like bodies off the dock

They can't get over me, fucking like Siffredi Rocco

In the game, both my eyes swear I won't stop until you

I can't get rid of envy from the scope of the Glock, I'll do anything to take it from you, by God

Call 122, we are here to do the work

The city is burning, I, crazy and young, throw money at the body

Call 123, give Zippo and Vodka

Because you know that everything goes up like a Molotov cocktail

Burning alcohol in a bottle, I throw a Molotov cocktail

Molotov cocktail, Molotov cocktail

Burning alcohol in a bottle, I throw a Molotov cocktail

Molotov cocktail, Molotov cocktail

I can hardly cope with this fame, I overdosed on drugs again

Bitch, call me Samir Hurem, I drive a beat like an Audi r8

I have swallowed eight beans, so far I have rolled eight jojos

I'm the bottom, I'm evil, that's what I am, I fucked more than half the scene

Many can't go this way', when I beat bitches, I pull out the whip

I keep a clip on my mobile phone where Soraja Vucelic licks my balls

We're full of steam while we play the heck out of it

We harrass the streets, we cheat all the time

We know that the enemies wish us harm

They want to see us fall to the floor

Coca with the nail flow, it has become dangerous

She sent a message to her boyfriend that we would stay late

She knows about it, we are the gods of this hip-hop

We dug the rappers' grave, after work we rolled the cannon

Let's fight and get prisoners, who doesn't risk and doesn't win

Cora with two naked sluts in the room, they both like orgies

Who doesn't like the new Corelli dick hurts me more than before

I have a flow that must intoxicate you, the rest are just bad copies

I have victories, I'm writing history for you, I'll sweep all the rappers from the foundation in order'

Fuck everyone, a bitch that looks just like Selena Gomez is smoking me (same)

I don't pay taxes to the state, while I fucked her, I took off my blindfold

Tonight I'm ready to shoot you like Torres goals

Call 122, we are here to do the work

The city is burning, I, crazy and young, throw money at the body

Call 123, give Zippo and Vodka

Because you know that everything goes up like a Molotov cocktail

Burning alcohol in a bottle, I throw a Molotov cocktail

Molotov cocktail, Molotov cocktail

Burning alcohol in a bottle, I throw a Molotov cocktail

Molotov cocktail, Molotov cocktail