BIA - MILANO (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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BIA - MILANO (en) Lyrics
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Give you good look, but it don't
know what to do with it (Aziz)
Hey, papà, hey
Hey, papà, hey (I wanna go to Milan)
Hey, papà, hey (Go to Milan)
I wanna go shop in Milano, take
all my paesanos (Hey)
Drive in a Ferrari, it's just
a couple dollars (Cash)
You know that's my motto, I'll
see you tomorrow (Hey)
I came with my family, it's a mafia
I wanna go shop in Milano, take
me to the opera (Hey)
Margherita pizza, you know
I like pasta (Hey)
I want your attention,
fumo marijuana (Hey)
Everybody eats here (Money
Gang), everybody mangia
Sai che Italia è uguale a pasta (Ah,
oh), Prada e Sfera Ebbasta (Oh)
Metti 100K (Cash) sopra la bilancia
Vogliono farmi la pelle
(Grr), piccoli piranha
Piangeva mia mamma, ero più
in strada che a casa
Sul mio display (Brr), la tua bitch fa
lo strip per le tips, ehi (Muah)
Niente kiss, la sua pussy
è una cheesecake
Vuole il bis, tu vuoi il
beef, non so chi sei
Ti sei fatto il film, ehi
Everybody eats here, everybody mangia
Uh, rrah
Hey, papà, I gotta stay
in my bag (Rrah)
How could I finish in last?
I made these bitches come
out of Bottega with tags
Uh, I can't go out sad (Skrrt)
Whether the Lamb' or the 'Rari, I'm
keepin' my foot on the gas (Skrrt)
And I keep a deal on my neck too (Uh)
I'm who they dyin' to get next to (Uh)
I'm at the Vatican, bless you
Matter fact, I'm on shenanigans
I'm with my killy and he brought
the scammers in (Huh)
Uh (Yeah)
I got a hot one on me and it's melting
my hand again (Baow, uh, huh)
We see him hot and he turned
to a mannequin
Uh, huh (Huh)
I pray to God we run into
that man again (Yeah)
They see my face and start panickin'
Only get happy, they tell
me they damaged him
Don't make me put them shooters
in that van again
I don't need nobody, I see
'em, I handle 'em (Baow)
I don't even sweat, but
I'm hot as ever (Uh)
I like my Prada, Italian leather
All my linen exotic for fire weather
And nigga, you probably wear
polyester (Huh, huh)
Throwin' up signs, talkin'
with my hands
Them niggas rattin', talkin'
on the stand
How I'm supposed to focus on
my fans when niggas keep tough
talkin' on the 'Gram?
I'm on the island, focused on a tan
My bitches bad, focused on a glam
Nigga a opp (Nigga a opp)
Boy, you'll die walkin' with
that man (Baow, baow)
Everybody eats here, everybody
mangia (Uh)
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