Ey, ey
They say that all my songs are only about money
But I just sing about what I love, ha ha ha
Stop it!
— How much did you earn for this?
— A shitload, ten more cars
— Ten?
— Uh-huh
— Forty million rubles, that is?
I do guala everyday, ha
Dollar, euro, yen
Dame dinero, dinero, dinero, yeah
I do guala everyday (ya), ha
Dollar, euro, yen (ya)
Dame dinero, dinero, dinero, yeah
I do guala everyday, ha
Dollar, euro, yen (ya)
Dollar, euro, yen (ya)
Dame dinero, dinero, dinero, yeah
I do guala everyday (cash)
Dollar, euro, yen
Da-dame dinero, dinero, dinero (listen), yeah
Da-da-daddy is a trap, I shovel money (hey)
Do the cancan, pull up your dress (bitch)
Baby, that’s the only way I can take you from behind
(hey)
I’m your sugar daddy, I’m your motherfucker
I can take off my watch and buy off your whole house (yay)
My name is expensive, my surname is rich
Before me, Russia didn’t know that so much money could be made
Bitch, I agree, 2020 was bad (hey)
Made three million bucks, didn’t even try (hey)
Rappers are crybabies, amigos, que pasa? (Yeh)
You could never do the same
Salute to my buddy, the fucking charts
What did Slava do?
Fucked everyone (hey)
Yeah, I’m a genius, scammed everybody at once (hey)
God loves a trinity: yen, euro, bucks
Guala everyday, ha
Dollar, euro, yen (cash)
Dame dinero (ey), dinero (ey), dinero (ey), yeah
I do guala everyday (ya), ha
Dollar, euro, yen (ya)
Dame dinero, dinero, dinero, yeah
I do guala everyday, ha
Dollar, euro, yen (cash)
Dame dinero, dinero, dinero, yeah
I do guala everyday (cash, cash)
Dollar, euro, yen
Da-dame dinero, dinero, dinero, yeah (yeh)