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Mister Dardy [English translation]
Mister Dardy [English translation]
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Mister Dardy [English translation]

[Intro]

Mister Dardy

[Part 1]

Cap off, making tracks

What fame? Still got drugs in the handpack

Made my money, what now?

Did you think that I'd somehow rap differently now?

Mister Dardy wants six Ferraris

The world belongs to me, I want an Aston Martin

Or a Mercedes Benz or Maserati, give give give give give give give bro

I'm buying the pot

Dardy, distributing Darbi

Making my bills with Smartphones and Navis

Staying number one 'cause I flow like a sick guy

Wait until I have my Rolex in hand

Pass me the Blunt, man

This fierce Super Skunk shoots like a pumpgun, bam bam bam bam

Mister Dardy taking action, coming to your party with haze and papers

Bugs Bunny [a kind of cannabis] in the packets

Keep above water, making money with transactions

(making money with transactions)

Hiding my money, keeping the scales and the twenties in the corner

[Bridge]

Mister Dardy on a Kawasaki, his rap hits like Nagasaki

Always as high as a Rastafari, here are the cops, my paparazzi

A DayDay and a Lexus, you versus me, blanks versus an AK

They blabber too much, I'm hunting the target

Mister Dardy stays real

Mister Dardy, Twisler-Party

I fuck your brothers, Mister Dardy

Mister Dardy, Twisler-Party

I fuck your brothers, Mister Dardy

[Hook]

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, soon sitting in a Bugatti-gatti

Distributing crystal at the party, all that matters is the money

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, 1-8 (grams) for twenty-twenty

Making my money, money, brother, I had nothing before

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, soon sitting in a Bugatti-gatti

Distributing crystal at the party, all that matters is the money

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, 1-8 (grams) for twenty-twenty

Making my money, money, brother, I had nothing before

[Part 2]

I show who I am, yes, you know my face

I'm ripping your money, your Benz, your bitch

Your world is fucked, yes, we won't be helping you

In my world there are no heroes in sight

Make no trouble, treason is punished, this is important

Coming to your cafe, Airmax [shoes] on your head à la ish ish ish

I'm watching a ram raid start

After that my ass is as hot as on heated seats

Hey bro, the Albanian is making headlines

I give you a punch, it hits you like a dart

With the bros in the cafe or back seats of the convertible

Look, I start extreme, none of you bastards have seen the streets

Come with my flow, chill in my 'hood

'Cause I love bills, I tick Baba Cannabis on the street

Doing business on the street, really making profit

Real gangstas are not active in the flash

In a Flexfit cap, I make Flex fit

Bro, cocaine keeps me alive

Jiggy, this flow is violent

Fuck fame, I just want the millions on the table

[Hook]

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, soon sitting in a Bugatti-gatti

Distributing crystal at the party, all that matters is the money

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, 1-8 (grams) for twenty-twenty

Making my money, money, brother, I had nothing before

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, soon sitting in a Bugatti-gatti

Distributing crystal at the party, all that matters is the money

Mister-Mister Dardy-Dardy, 1-8 (grams) for twenty-twenty

Making my money, money, brother, I had nothing before

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