Lyrics:
can't fold it
Bank so big can't post it
Pull up in the club and we loaded
It's robbers in the club and we noticed
It's killers in the club and they
Sono un italiano vero
vero, vero, vero
Sono un italiano vero
Non mi arrendo mai
Sono un italiano vero
Vero vero vero
Sono un italiano vero
Non mi
The Austin Texas Touring Club has no entry fee
The only thing I ask is that you'll come with me
Search the depths of the unknowns
I cannot breathe
brand new
I'm sorry if you see me and I'm acting brand new
It feel like the same old bitches, same old haters
See me in the club, wanna come sit at my
Groups don't come down from London way
Cause we're boarded up
Yeah, we're nailed up shut
Two-by-four-ded up
Yeah, we're boarded up
Touring
restiamo qua
Friday Italawa
Sabato Italawa,
Italiano vero.
Monday Italawa
Tuesday Italawa
Lei mi dice restiamo qua
Friday Italawa
Sabato Italawa
Italiano
massimo
Rap italiano, italiano, italiano
Andiamo al massimo, audio tuning
Tu al massimo due notti all'hotel touring
Tatuaggio Tempi Duri
Lancio
I am not sorry
Touring the world touring up globes
I am not sorry
Getting it in doing up shows
I am not sorry
Guess that I'm back doing up Pose
I am
Rosière
Air de Mayol, Touring Club, Phonographe.
Affiche, crime en couleurs. Piano mécanique
Nick Carter C'est du joli!
Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité
Kylie, no
You can't compare me to another one
There's no one else, I'm nobody
I'm just myself
It's not Fight Club, I'm a rare snowflake
But if I hear you
English to a stewardess
That solely speaks Italiano
Houston we got a problem
So I hit up Siri for that little translation
I said, alto un miglio club?
Way
I say hey mama
Mambo italiano
Hey Mama
I say Hey Mama
Imma show you how we do it
We go take it slow
Hit to the beat
Like a metronome
Mambo Italiano
and the heaters out
In the club, everybody on Sinatra
Look around, everybody on Sinatra
I ain't talking bout this shit they call Coke & vodka
I'm talking bout
guess it's consequences when you dealing with sin.
And even scarified your friends over me,
All them nights in the club turn to nights with me.
It's
fucking up the DC club scene since platinum days nigga
You always stayed on subject
If these listeners too dumb to understand you gave them subject in
control)
Well, they can watch me fuck it up all in one night
I'm in my city in the summer, camo'd out
Leather booted, kissing bitches in the club
They
touring on my tour bus, smoking la, la, la
I don't care how you feel, that's how I feel
I'm higher than the stars and you like blah, blah, blah
I swear I
Ich bin italiano, ohne mich wäre Rapp, wie carbonara ohne parmejano,
Ich hole mir den lambo,
Denkst du nur weil du boxen kannst bist du der Babo,
Thanos
Eat Italiano, grazie, prego
Vibe to my music out in Prague
FaceTime me and Haas
It feel good to feel alive, think I just had a breakthrough
I
He's name is Tony
He's from Milano
He whispers softly in my ears in Italiano
He never leaves me
'Cause I'm his Cinderella
He say that I'm his only
Baby I've been around the world and back
So many cities I can't keep track
So many drugs- I can't remember
Another gig is another bender
Touring
Full kit Italiano
Bad b from the south put me on Amapiano
Before the nikeys, whole gang was on Fubu
Scratch that
Balenciaga, LV and the CC
Cartier's
(Ooh-oh) mh
Turn up
We gon' rock this for the club, baby (mmh)
Holla, let's go
Bounce that shit, make it go, trampoline
Bounce that shit
fine, Yeah
But they know that I’m lying (Aye)
Baby I got issues, Warning (Warning)
I get misused, When I’m touring (When I’m touring)
I want a good girl,
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