Flueben - Jokeren, Benjamin Hav, L.O.C.

For jeg vil ha' et tusind flueben på listen

Jeg fortryder at jeg helt vil misten den, gnisten

For det eneste du rigtigt vil fortryde er dette

De flueben du ikk' turde sætte

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Flueben

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Flueben

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

Har kneppet hele spillet, fuld agro (Flueben)

Spillet rap, til jakkesæt og laksko

Omvendt tøser der kun var til bitches (Flueben)

Dumstiv og blev gift i Vegas

Din fest er for sjov, og så ren kamikaze

Velkommen på forsiden for at klap' en paparazzi (Flueben)

Der ingen chancer i helvede hvor jeg kom fra

Men kørte min søn hjem fra riget i en Jaguar (Flueben)

Vi har skabt det her pis via guds gen

Lavet boksen, så du kan sæt' flueben (Flueben)

Der' ingen fucking karriere her uden min

Så hvis jeg går ned, bli’r det plus en

Holdt det ægte for lortet var forældet (Flueben)

Benzin og statuetter på toilettet

Den bedst betalte idiot på din tv-skærm

Nrr-nrr ja mine penge de er retarderede

Flyver hele verden rundt op' på business (Flueben)

Med et CV som Julio Iglesias (Flueben)

Og hvis du synes det' for meget af den goe'

Ka' du spørge din ho, for selv dér er der flueben

Livet er skønt, og alt det lort du har, det kun

Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Flueben

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Flueben

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

Sorte penge, fuck e-boks

Helt fucked i babyblå ble crogs

Det ble' godt (Flueben)

Helt margarine fed, du' en god dreng

Det' en vittighed (ha-ha-ha)

Deres mindreværd råber så vredt

Si’r de stopper når de taber, kan jeg få det på skrift?

Små folk, kun venner når de hakker sig ned

Si’r du god til det hele dreng, tak for beskeden

Startede ud med goddaw, nu' det fuck goddaw

Gider ikk' at gi' dem hånden hvis det blot er snavs

Ikk' tale mere, hvad kan der bruges

Jeg' så kold, jeg går i sauna med en Canada Goose

Du' helt væk ligesom Amdi P

Føles klamt i hovedet, nu det' klamt det hele

12-mands horn-orkester ind i hovedet selv når regnen falder

Du' hermed taget ud af en dreng med briller (Flueben)

Flueben på det psycho

Ja jeg har det godt med mig selv, hvad med dig go'?

Det går rent hårdt, drøm' hårde dage

Om det' så baggagerummet på en kneppet Ford Ka

Sætter flueben

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Flueben

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Flueben

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

Because I want a thousand ticks on the list

I regret that I will completely lose it, the spark

For the only thing you will really regret is this

The ticks you did not dare put

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Tick

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Live your life, you have to put some ticks

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Tick

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Live your life, you have to put some ticks

Has fucked the whole game, full agro (Flueben)

Played rap, for suits and patent leather shoes

Reverse girls who were only for bitches (Tick)

Stupid and got married in Vegas

Your party is too fun, and so pure kamikaze

Welcome to the front page to pet a paparazzi (Tick)

There are no chances in hell where I came from

But drove my son home from the realm in a Jaguar (Tick)

We have created this piss through the gene of God

Made the box so you can put 'tick'

There's no fucking career here without mine

So if I go down, it's going to be a plus

Kept the real thing for shit was outdated (Tick)

Petrol and statuettes on the toilet

The best paid idiot on your TV screen

Nrr-nrr yes my money they are retarded

Flying all over the world 'on business (Flueben)

With a CV like Julio Iglesias (Flueben)

And if you think it 'too much of the goe'

Can you ask your ho, because even there there are ticks

Life is wonderful, and all the shit you have, that only

Live your life, you have to put some ticks

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Tick

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Live your life, you have to put some ticks

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Tick

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Live your life, you have to put some ticks

Black money, fuck e-box

Totally fucked in baby blue became crogs

It turned out well (Flueben)

Totally margarine fat, you 'a good boy

It's a joke (ha-ha-ha)

Their inferiority cry so angrily

Say they stop when they lose, can I get it in writing?

Small people, only friends when they chop down

If you're good at it, boy, thank you for the message

Started out with goddaw, now 'it fuck goddaw

Do not bother to give them your hand if it's just dirt

No more talking about what can be used

I'm so cold, I'm going to the sauna with a Canada Goose

You're all gone like Amdi P

Feels clammy in the head, now it 'clammy it all

12-man horn orchestra into your head even when the rain is falling

You 'hereby taken out of a boy with glasses (Flueben)

Tick ​​the psycho

Yes I'm fine with myself, what about you go '?

It's going hard, dream 'hard days

About that 'saw the trunk of a fucking Ford Ka

Picks tick

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Tick

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Live your life, you have to put some ticks

Ya-ya-ya-yaa

Tick

Ya-ya-ya-ya

Live your life, you have to put some ticks