Carlibel English translation
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Carlibel Lyrics Übersetzung
Cartier bracelet diamond
White fairy, park bench, seven grams
Dior dress, filthy rich, luxury problems
Gin on ice in off-white, it's not like everyone
Scars and tattoos, count them in the Flous bathrobe
Pull the saruch with Carli, fuck Ivana Santacruz
Baby, our mansion shall have a gate
Ride with you from L.A. to New York
I know she's crazy
Just a hair in my backseat and she'll be insanely jealous
I fought for it, a Piç that doesn't begrudge
The Benz I drive, G-Class President
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
Flex in jeep, SUV, adrenaline
Too late for the appointment, because Carli wants to move
Mademoiselle, Ariel, Head Carousel
Jacky cans from the Shell
And the night gets light again
Prices as in the EK, the seats are white leather
Too much gin and whiskey, bro, is getting on my nerves
48 hours later, sober from GeSa
Milli, milli-neuf, that's nine millimeters
Baby, I'm sorry, I'm not that mature yet
Lichterfelde 45 and I'm looking for a fight again
Everyone knows my heart is made of ice
It was only a matter of time with us
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
And the Sigara, it burns
And the Sigara, it burns
White fairy, park bench, seven grams
Dior dress, filthy rich, luxury problems
Gin on ice in off-white, it's not like everyone
Scars and tattoos, count them in the Flous bathrobe
Pull the saruch with Carli, fuck Ivana Santacruz
Baby, our mansion shall have a gate
Ride with you from L.A. to New York
I know she's crazy
Just a hair in my backseat and she'll be insanely jealous
I fought for it, a Piç that doesn't begrudge
The Benz I drive, G-Class President
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
Flex in jeep, SUV, adrenaline
Too late for the appointment, because Carli wants to move
Mademoiselle, Ariel, Head Carousel
Jacky cans from the Shell
And the night gets light again
Prices as in the EK, the seats are white leather
Too much gin and whiskey, bro, is getting on my nerves
48 hours later, sober from GeSa
Milli, milli-neuf, that's nine millimeters
Baby, I'm sorry, I'm not that mature yet
Lichterfelde 45 and I'm looking for a fight again
Everyone knows my heart is made of ice
It was only a matter of time with us
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
We fight in the car
And she smells my Armani shirt
We are Barbie and Ken
The nights in the hotel pass quickly with Carlibel
And the Sigara, it burns
And the Sigara, it burns
And the Sigara, it burns
Writer(s): Vincent Stein, Konstantinus Tzikas, Konstantin Scherer, Lukas Piano, Hussein Akkouche Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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