G Wagon

I hit the table like at Sotheby's (Yes)
If the money doesn't flow
It could be that Hakan36 is about to pull something out of his jacket (Yes)
Doing business only at night
Every step is monitored (Woah)
Afterparty, full on track, as if it were après-ski
Jacky in the blood (Yes)
After the ebb comes the flood (Haha)
Maybe they'll back off (Wow)
Maybe they'll strike
Tatted up like a sailor (Wouh)
In the ghetto, I was the snowman (Yes)
Today a daddy and husband
But the pocket full of dirty tens (Hah)
Formerly CL 500, today G 63 (Yes)
And ten hot baddies want snow-white baggies (Uff)
In front of the Späti like a junkie, but always coming in a Mercedes (Yes)
Don't know Filet Mignon, but, baby, I see you already

In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
I'm drunk or high, disco sniffles when it snows
In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
Through the hood after a long time, was on the run from the police (Uh)
In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
I'm drunk or high, disco sniffles when it snows
In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
Through the hood after a long time, was on the run from the police (Uh)

Late at night, only the moon shines (Woah)
G-Classes in convoy (Wrrm)
Ski masks are still new
Everyone is silent and only the song plays (Tz-ja)
Shoulder blade to Jungfernstieg
A hundred K from a hundred Gs (Yes)
I'm going to make a raid
When I get hungry again (Wouh)
Bad press, good push (Ah)
Going crazy like hula hoops
In my pocket is a wad
Two, three grams and Chupa Chups
Fuck the fame, had to stand before the judge
Never in Yale, but in jail
Bitch, I [?], now seats beige (Yes)

In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
I'm drunk or high, disco sniffles when it snows
In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
Through the hood after a long time, was on the run from the police
In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
I'm drunk or high, disco sniffles when it snows
In the G-Wagon, in a G-Wagon
Through the hood after a long time, was on the run from the police