CELEBRITÀ Lyrics (English Translation) – Noyz Narcos

[Intro: Noyz Narcos]
Uh-uh
Mic check cool
Yeah

[Verse 1: Noyz Narcos]
Secco, Mike John, Freddy K, Freddy Gruber music
Jason Voorhees, bad ass, Lil Busi
Millionaires don’t do bad things, credibility
Tired of only doing celebrities
Try to put a city on the map like RM
Like he only did double n

Live like me for two years, you’ll lose your life
Your bloody Nikes hanging under the antenna poles
The horses are running, go straight without looking back
I left some jackals behind my steps
Muzzle on the ground and nose in the snow
I come in without a cent, I come out with my pockets full, yes baby
There are seven of us in a Maybach, no b!tches in my back
I keep the real rap s*it alive
Black sweatshirt like my presidential deal
Write the big names, in Highlighted

[Chorus: Nerissima Serpe, Papa V, Nerissima Serpe & Papa V]
I’ve got my necklace attached to my bandana
Smoking too much weed makes me look like a Rasta
In the club, in the club, it smells like a wh*re
I park the Lambo yellow like a banana
I’ve got my necklace attached to my bandana
Smoking too much weed makes me look like a Rasta
In the club, in the club, it smells like a wh*re
I park the Lambo yellow like a banana (Banana, banana)

[Verse 2: Nerissima Serpe & Papa V]
I’ve got someone calling me on my cell
Life, death, I’ll always be with you
I hear the cicadas, tonight in the middle of summer (Casual)

I ​​see Chicano masks, I’m always with my dog
Necklace out of sight, I sound like Nas when he raps about his business (Ah ah)
Inside a Lambo I put the gas on, I’ll always be with you at night
Too much chaos in here, but all the streets Empty
I lost my voice, Christ on the cross
I’ve got a pound on my neck, yeah, I’ve got a pound with a super tax (Vroom)
I live with my balls in the water, I fu*k whenever the fu*k I want (Papa)
I’ve got twenty balls in my pocket, I walk around without a wallet (Yeah)
I’m not a fluff guru, I make money while I sleep (Oh, oh)
Fifteen poles I play for twenty minutes, that’s almost a pole a minute
Now tell me who’s the stupid one? (Here)
I’m getting rich right away (Right away), ah
I’m all drunk, I look like an autistic child

[Chorus: Nerissima Serpe & Papa V]
I’ve got my necklace stuck to my bandana
Smoking too much weed makes me look like a Rasta
In the club, in the club, it smells like a wh*re
I park my Lambo yellow like a banana
I’ve got my necklace stuck to my bandana
Smoking too much weed makes me look like a Rasta
In the club, in the club, it smells like a wh*re
I park my Lambo yellow like a banana (Banana, banana)