[Intro]
(Artz, what's poppin' my G?)
(Bugy)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
My icy rakı Tekirdağ, is over, bring more appetizers
I'm in a good mood, I'm cracking sunflower seeds
We are sottish, our shape is solid, our appetizer is tarator
At the end of the day at the police station, we are high like an emperor
My house like a tavern, I'm in a gentleman in it
I'll play the qanun and you can at least blow the ney
Pour the rakı, my blood smells like anise
My rakı is an antidepressant, it ends the pain
It's white as snow, it turns me into a monster
Causes tables to collapse, activates the tongue
Next to it my thinly rolled mixes with my breath
I drink my milk from the lion's breast
I'm pouring double like a road, say "Stop"
We are singing Turkish classical music in two couplets
When I finish my seventy CL bottle, I say "Oh, crap"
A painful lyric falls from our tongues
Don't let my glass—
[Chorus]
Of, don't less my glass remain empty
Fill it up, cupbearer, fill it up
Fill it up, don't less my glass remain empty, yeah
I'll pour it over my head
I can't do without you
Even if they say "Don't exaggerate", don't less my glass remain empty
[Verse 2]
Every day, every week, our table is on the terrace
It takes away my troubles and sorrows, and the rush disappears
Every relationship, every love ends like a bottle
We struggle to find it, we suffer
I distill distillate, your name to die for
I can't walk straight, they look at me and say "Maniac or something?"
Whenever I drink it, it tastes delicious
We finish the huge seventy CL bottle at once
[Bridge]
Of, whiter than the clouds, like a white pearl
My tears drip to the bottom of the bottle
I have ninety-nine heartaches, one of them is not finished yet
You are my cure, my white, the bride of the green
[Chorus]
Don't less my glass remain empty
Fill it up, cupbearer, fill it up
Fill it up, don't less my glass remain empty, yeah
I'll pour it over my head
I can't do without you
Even if they say "Don't exaggerate", don't less my glass remain empty