CAFÉ BERLINÉS
YSY A
BERLIN COFFEE (feat. Evlay)
They knock on the door, offers come pouring in
And she can't deny she's tempted, oh
Sometimes not everything has an answer
And she tries to find the answer, oh
The floor shakes and the wall
If she touches it, she's at its mercy, I say: Oh
I tell her to stop and she doesn't know how to (wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh)
She lights up to quench her thirst
How hot the Berlin coffee burns-nés-nés-nés-nés (wuh)
I fall again, always like the first time (wuh, wuh)
How hot the Berlin coffee burns-nés-nés-nés-nés
Long nights that get cut short by so much speed (wuh, uh, YSY, YSY)
We go hard now and we go harder later (ah, ah)
I don't know if I should wait for the next time (uh, ah)
With this anxiety I manage, feels like I've been running backward for a while
If you want it fast, don’t rush it
Careful, it doesn’t turn into mush
So much caffeine, no food, but thank God 'cause I didn’t train today (yeah, yah, yeah, yah, me)
I broke the scale when I weighed in, like Evlay with the tera' here on the PC, eh (wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh)
Seems like when I started I said: That's it, dude, I know it already (ah, ah)
And now I look at myself and it’s been more than ten, ten, ten, ten (ten, ten)
If we drink 2, we’re gonna drink 3
If we go to a shrink, we won't pass the test
How hot the Berlin coffee burns-nés-nés-nés-nés (uh)
I fall again, always like the first time (wuh, wuh)
How hot the Berlin coffee burns-nés-nés-nés-nés (how hot the Berlin coffee)
Long nights that get cut short by so much speed (ah, ah, uh, uh)
I fall again, always like the first time
Long nights that get cut short by so much speed
What can we do Monday or Tuesday?
I don’t know, dude, let’s go to Club der Visionaere, we went yesterday (uh)
From the plane to the studio, as soon as I landed, recording another banger before I even touched down (eh, uh-uh)
Tell me where and I’ll pick her up in Kreuzberg
With such a hangover, rolling a huge joint with leftover sauerkraut (-norme)
She wants schnitzel, she can suck it like Götze (ah, ah)
Cruising on skates 'cause here in Berlin nobody knows me (no)
Please, don’t bounce us (no), this line is more tiring than a jog (no, no)
With the Mercedes logo rolling, a couple of Fritz-kola and the beers on blast (blast)
Redhead, I love your vibe (-lo), I ask her, I don’t even get the name (wuh)
I’m burning some flowers from Portland, having a coffee before the afterparty cuts off (wuh)
Where do we keep going? I say oh
I tell her to stop and she doesn't know how to (wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh)
She lights up to quench her thirst
How hot the Berlin coffee burns-nés-nés-nés-nés (wuh)
I fall again, always like the first time (wuh, wuh)
How hot the Berlin coffee burns-nés-nés-nés-nés-nés
Long nights that get cut short by so much speed (uh, uh, YSY, YSY)