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Letra : OG Buda & MAYOT - Добро Пожаловать (Welcome) (English Translation)

Wex on the beat
Ayy, ayy

You have a hundred cones for sixty five, I'll take it (Profitable)
I getting in the club, and the manager like: "Oow, welcome" (Ha-Ha)
At one o'clock in the afternoon I poured a deuce, I understand that it's f**ked up early (Lil' Buda)
Shot a motherf**ker in the chest, He’s got a f**king wound in there (Pow-pow-pow)

You got one for one? — It’s a good position (I’ll take it)
I have albums on the charts — that's a high position (Top)
I f**k this game in doggy style — I like this position (He-he-he)
I shoot (Craw) — I have a good position (Buda)

I sippin' alone, I don’t share, ha! (E) Yes, I am greedy (A)
Endless numbers, my f**king pockets are a matrix
I barely made cash, but it’s easy to spend
Poured a deuce before bed and it’s my meal

I’m always with the b*t*hes, they’re hanging with me like balls (Wha'?)
I kill beats all the time, but beatmakers love it (Pow)
I’m always singing dreg... A-a-ay (A-a-ay)
I’m always stalling, but I can’t stop (Skrrt-skrrt)
My b*t*h is a zoophile and I’m a f**king animal
I am sipping lean and I’m dehydrated
I also love f**king money, I can eat them (Cash — yum)
I love when I’m full of sh*t, I don’t f**king poop (Wo-Wo-Wo)

MM (Melon Music) but not Maybach (Merc)
I’m a little tall, I’ve got a lot of snow, like the Alps
Don’t f**k with the sirens, my money are red and blue (bills)
My pockets are pasta, they’re always full of cheese (Ha)
Smoking loud, noise around - "Casta" (Wo)
I work with bricks, I have a helmet
Some mates fold buildings
That’s why I got the money, and they got the big flats

I’m talking sh*t on the beats, my head f**king went
Steal and bring it back and you’ll be f**ked anyway (Lil' Buda)
I can do endlessly - I have a superpower (Skrrt)
With me f**king devils, yeah, me... A-a-ay
Ts-s-s, ha-ha, you thought I was done? (Nah)
But I can’t be stopped, b*t*h, let’s keep going (Let's go)
I don't even rap, bro, i am sh*t talker (Let's get it)
Yeah, baby, I'm different (Aight)
This blunt be fat as f**k, call him Peter Griffin (Yeah)
I don't even rap on beats, yeah, I'm trippin' (Yeah)
All this Dior on me, damn, I think I'm Christian
Ha-ha-ha
Unstoppable
Brothers, ha-ha, brothers, family, yeah
Buda, MAYOT, a-a-a