Nikolija
Listen, listen, listen
You can only dream my style
You wouldn't (vodili abrove) without me
Nikolija, I shine like fireworks
I fill clubs, and home pages
There are gossips I already know by heart
enviable bitches, explain
why do you walk with broke
and you walked businessman or footballer once upon a time
I enter the club, and party starts
Booty on floor, like like Porsche
They throw looks and bad tactics
Everyone wants me, but I'm forbidden fruit
Uh, everyone is interested in me constantly
incrediblely, extravagantly
I do everything you want in public
club is getting closed, when I say game over
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Nikolija gets anything she wants
She's the theme of all newspapers, Nikolija every day
Nikolija, to be as hard as imprisonment
She moves whol Balkans, call me Nikolija
Nikolija gets anything she wants
She's the theme of all newspapers, Nikolija every day
Nikolija, you gossip me painfully in vain
you whisper name but it's too sonorous
N, I, K, O to the LIJA
You're tough, I win like cunning fox
I shine like Las Vegas, full of potpourri
then I burn ground like Hiroshima
I'm as perfect as magic
Many of them try to be
just everything I am
theme of the day, story of the town
New scandal, new tattoo
I don't claim market, I'm my own master
Every one would wish my role
I have a million, watch me shining, sister
I rush million per hour, you want to tell me something
Nikolija
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