[Verse 1 : N.O.S.]
The tears smooth the cheeks, falls down into the void
In the darkness, the scent of the money guides me
I like simple things, like your ass on my dick
The evil for the good, hell for paradise
I’m from the place where sons leave before their mothers
I’m going where all the euro bi-bills are green
I’m from the zoo, I like it when it’s wild
Homie, my eyes are blurry, likе my bullets
I want my villa, to piss them all off
One day I fеll, to teach myself how to get back up
They don’t like me, their putas like me
And so I take their putas, and I take their mula
I tighten my pair of shoes before the fight
Meow, I don’t know who you are
My hunger is too big to be honest
Double peace, DZ (DZ)
I can’t remember, but hey, homie, I won’t forget
We can see the money coming, I can sense that there’s something big coming
[Chorus]
Dude
Lost in the ghetto
I like it how she looks like a Sheita
Benga, benga
Dude
Lost in the ghetto
I like it how she looks like a Sheita
Benga, benga
[Verse 2 : Ademo]
Dude
I’m giving them my hmm n’da
Puta, dance salsa
I’m R7, I can take on the whole Fc Barcelona alone
Hey, you know what a hosa is ?
I pull out my green Ziploc at the red light
Pass me this bottle, today I’m getting drunk
If the rap game stops, I still have my ski mask
*Whistling*
And I’m riding around in an expensive car, Louis Vuitton on the little brother
I smile discreetly behind my cigarette
Gold record, really, for us ? Wallah I didn’t even know
Yet, better in drugs, but hey
Yet, better in drugs, but hey
Khali, khali, khali, khali
I don’t think on much anymore, appart from the money, money, money
I always stick my tongue out, always, like Manny
I want me my strawberry cup, my vanilla, vanilla, vanilla ice cream
[Chorus]
Dude
Lost in the ghetto
I like it how she looks like a Sheita
Benga, benga
Dude
Lost in the ghetto
I like it how she looks like a Sheita
Benga, benga