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Genius English Translations - Kpntohnt Scriptonite Tyehkn Stupenki Feat 104 English Translation Lyrics

[The translation of the song "Stupen'ki" ft. 104]

[Chorus: Scriptonite]
More than loot, I love money
More than blunts, I love bong
I like to know about everything, I don't like gossip
And more than clothes, I like dress them
What does all this mean, understand how you want, I don't give a fuck
I don't need yours, so don't touch mine either
Do you want to count someone else's things? Then count the steps
After all, more than loot, I love money
More than loot, I love money

[Verse 1: Scriptonite]
Canvas on the wall
The butter has spread on the toast
More than "hello", I love here and
More than music, I love songs about money
When I was a kid, I loved cash, kid, and you loved the Dandy
"Shimi-shimi-yay-yay-yay"
Pour this shit into her mouth instead of rubles
If she wants to steal here, steal her children
Scum wants to steal ideas — leave nothing on it
Where there is poverty, "pour" — one move, for a long time already
You're lucky I mostly stayed a punk in the soul
Three albums — three clips on a AK, whole face is in weed
What got on the glass, three cups and dragees for sluts
Chicks love M&M's, I don't eat this shit
If you need to rent the square, then by 16 mm
Wu-Tang is playing at my home, outside the house they know for my slang
But I'm still like a UFO, cause
[Chorus: Scriptonite]
More than loot, I love money
More than blunts, I love bong
I like to know about everything, I don't like gossip
And more than clothes, I like dress them
What does all this mean, understand how you want, I don't give a fuck
I don't need yours, so don't touch mine either
Do you want to count someone else's things? Then count the steps
After all, more than loot, I love money
More than loot, I love money

[Verse 2: 104]
Even if I'm super busy, yeah
I can roll one blunt then another, uh-huh
And the relationship does not mix with the residential
Not saint, but special (money)
They don't improve like actions, but they suit me
I was spending money in a strip club, your fragrant hookah
My money sleep peacefully one after another
I love it when from the heart, but with the mind
I don't like services, like, tell me
Tell me how to pump the biceps
If you had heard the price of these babies
The jaw would have dropped down to the Irtysh
The service is not a servant, everything is not the same as before
Keep the money on the corner, save money for the ranch
Random is only loot, but the money itself are asking for a meetings
I woke up so long ago while you were bragging by the phrase that it's not evening yet
It's not evening yet, but it's already past noon
Loot is not worth talking about, money does not go away easily
[Chorus: Scriptonite]
More than loot, I love money
More than blunts, I love bong
I like to know about everything, I don't like gossip
And more than clothes, I like dress them
What does all this mean, understand how you want, I don't give a fuck
I don't need yours, so don't touch mine either
Do you want to count someone else's things? Then count the steps
After all, more than loot, I love money
More than loot, I love money