WHO'S THAT (feat. Robbensohn)

No one asks anymore: Who's that?
Berlin bitch, I'm too bad
Got a nice ass and you see it in your newsflash
They’re mad, but baby, I make good cash
Dude, and rightly so

Another cancellation, I'm still the same
After seven vodka sodas, I don’t even know my name
But you do, you son of a bitch
Stepping out of a diamond at the tour show
Professionally styled, tattooed and freshly pierced
Hot bitches hear my album and start to get off
Gangster rappers have shaved their balls
But they start to shake when they hear the word queer, haha
They’re pissed, grab the pitchforks
I can do what I want, 'cause I'm a woman
And a little advice, if you want me to stop
Take the cross out of your bio, you cunt

No one asks anymore: Who's that?
Berlin bitch, I'm too bad
Got a nice ass and you see it in your newsflash
They’re mad, but baby, I make good cash
Dude, and rightly so
No one asks anymore: Who's that?
Berlin bitch, I'm too bad
Got a nice ass and you see it in your newsflash
They’re mad, but baby, I make good cash
Dude, and rightly so

Thong's on, I'm hot and taking the next toy
Sitting on your face, man, of course, I'm a guy's friend, heh
And suddenly, I'm the topic everywhere
Everyone's looking for flaws, I'm looking for rich dads
You see me in Bravo, outfit tighter than Borat's
From the biggest bitch in my city to the biggest in Europe
Everything's Gucci and the champagne's bubbling
Ikkimel tracks are like sex, just in German

Dude, feels great, made myself rich
Still, I'm no loser and jerk off on Sylt
When are we sending Ikkimel to the World Cup?
Doesn't matter as what, I’ll still take them all down

No one asks anymore: Who's that?
Berlin bitch, I'm too bad
Got a nice ass and you see it in your newsflash
They’re mad, but baby, I make good cash
Dude, and rightly so
No one asks anymore: Who's that?
Berlin bitch, I'm too bad
Got a nice ass and you see it in your newsflash
They’re mad, but baby, I make good cash
Dude, and rightly so