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[Intro]
Ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня
Ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня
Ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня
Ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня
Ня-ня ня-ня-ня

[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)

[Verse 1]
The year was grey, 1991
When Tommy got produced by some chemical waste and cum
Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan
I am married to those beats, where's my number one fan?
Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being
Can't cry, only hope; can't smile, so I smoke
Without a wolfpack, alone, and my mood getting colder
I'm only 21, but my mind is older
Gonna live large, die young, most insane
This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain

[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)

[Verse 2]
Once upon a time, not long ago
Came out white dynamite
You never heard of me before
I don't live by the gun
I live by the ton
Smoke all that shit, flush it down with rum
As I sit in my dark room
Make music like I'm Dracula
Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula
I may be young, but I'm definitely ready
These blue balls full of lyrics
Are getting kind of heavy
So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse
Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse
As I come back straight with a combat
Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract

[Hook]
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)
Guess who's back?
Up in the mix
With my long brown hair
And my big white lips (white lips)

[Outro]
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy…

Guez Whoz Bak

[Intro]
Freak of nature...
Rise....

[Chorus]
Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Euroz Dollaz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Euroz Dollaz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Euroz Dollaz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Yeah

[Pre-Verse 1]
Cash makes the world go round
Cash makes your girl get down
Cash makes the world go round
Cash makes your girl get down

[Verse 1]
I'm chopping bricks karate in my invisible Ferrari
My car green like money, your girl calls me Papi
So I burned her a copy fuck a CD I use floppy' s
Tired of skinny I need chubby
Not Hilfiga but still Tommy, ya

I wanna be a millionaire so freaking bad
Get rich or crash trying get the things I never had
Then I wanna d-i-e with dead rock-stars I'm VIP
Get famous at overseas, my girl half mutant half Japanese (Konichiwa)

[Bridge]
Japanese, Japanese
My girl help me to learn Japanese
Japanese, Japanese
Yeah

[Chorus]
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Oh...

[Verse 2]
Mix makes you smell cash
Anything else I smell ass
Time goes fast but my weed burns faster
You be my slave and I'll be your master
This is my time, I'm your favourite rapper
No one to blame and you never gonna stop me
Changing styles like chamelion
Triple my 0's to the million
Wanna make it rain like shower
Snacks give me power
Been puffin on that sour
Now paralyzed for hours
Too rare like smoke
In the sky I disappear
Never wanna be broke
So I take off like a space ship

I wish my girls were all icy
Clothes I wear so damn pricey
Food I eat so spicy (so spicy)
So spicy
I wish my girls were all icy
Clothes I wear so damn pricey
Food I eat so spicy (so spicy)

[Chorus]
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Rainin’ Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Euroz Dollaz Yeniz, Euroz Dollaz Yeniz
Euroz Dollaz Yeniz

[Outro]
Tommy...
Yeah...

CONTRIBUTE




Euroz Dollaz Yeniz

[Intro]
Oh!
Oh, I think I win a lotto
Can you believe me, brother?
Like for real
Oh, I think I win a lotto
Can you believe me, brother?
Like for real, man, ну блядь

[Verse 1]
Why have abs when you can have kebabs?
No Houston trap, but only hot Russian raps
One stripe in the night make me feel alright
Three stripes on my body make my swag real tight
And people ask, why I do so much narcotics
'Cause it puts my mind straight in a tropics
While I'm in the ghetto, eating soup with my chopsticks
Motherfucker, what?

[Chorus]
Oh, I think I win a lotto
Oh my God, can you believe me, brother?
All I do is success, smooth as butter
Attractive to the bees, they wanna smell my flower – oh my God, eh
Fuckin' with no rubber with my lady, no problem
Cleaner than the rubber
She, she no skinny model
She a shuttle
Oh, I think I win a lotto
Can you believe me, brother?
Tonight I take double, cork from the bottle
All I do is sin but God gave me a halo, huh
Fuck you doin', think we playin'
Everything I do is amazin', amazin', amazin', huh

[Verse 2]
Dirty motherfucker, but I look so clean
Hustler spirit all's paid by my dreams
Take a kaleidoscope, I want you to see what I see
Call me lumberjack, 'cause I smoke trees
They say I'm really good in the things I do
I don't make myself, I don't think like you, I don't dress like you
I smell like me, no piss perfume, no boys like me
No boys like me

[Chorus]
Oh, I think I win a lotto
Can you believe me, brother?
My brother, my brother, my brother, my brother
Oh, I think I win a lotto
Can you believe me, brother?
My brother, my brother, my brother, my brother

Winaloto

[Intro: IC3PEAK]
I don’t want friends
I don’t want meds
Been feel, been love
Don’t talk, don’t tell
I don’t want meds
I don’t want friends
Been feel, been love
Don’t talk, don’t tell

[Verse 1: IC3PEAK]
How can I take pleasure from this life
If I only see the drop, drop, drop, dropped sun
I fucking love it said I cry, cry, cry
Said I cry cry cry wanna see you cry

[Chorus: IC3PEAK]
Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
I just want for, to see you cry, ah
I just want for, to see you cry, cry, cry
I just want for, to see you cry, ah
I just want for, to see you cry, cry, cry

[Bridge]
I don’t want meds
I don’t want friends
Been feel, been love
Don’t talk, don’t tell
I don’t want meds
I don’t want friends
Been feel, been love
Don’t talk, don’t tell

[Bridge: Tommy Cash]
Uh
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la (Excuse me, eh)
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la

[Verse 2: Tommy Cash]
Excuse me, that I’m leaving the kaif life
I could go left, but I choose the right side
No stop signs, no matter if it’s rain or shine
I walk the line (walk it, walk it, walk the line)
Top of the ice-peak, where the plants will never blossom
But I guess it’s OK, when I'm drunk on White Russians
And I got one last cigarette left
Oh shit, oh shit
Нахуй надо, Tommy never wore Prada
My sweat is my Escada, Ferrari is my Lada
No homo, this magic throat makes me money
But this printed paper never made me happy
No real job, just hanging with my bitch, smoke
I wish I had a brother, something like Klitschko
So I’d never feel alone, like I do
Fuck a million views, fuck expensive food, fuck up Mr. Hood
If I am a vision, then I can see clearly
I’m struggling to focus, it’s getting hard to feel it
I rarely feel the ground, I really try to grip it
I’m really tired of trying, I want to just skip it

Skip, skip

[Outro: Tommy Cash]
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
La-la-la la, la-la-la la
Опа

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