ODMGDIA – TRASHMOB Lyrics
Artist: ODMGDIA
Song: TRASHMOB
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trash- [fick nicht mit dem-
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trash- [es ist der gottverdammte-
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob
Triff’ mich mit Pfeffiflaschen an der Ecke hocken
Lemonbuds in den Tracksuitbottoms
Emmabomben in den Tennissocken
Wenn du mich triffst: Bete zu Gott
Und während die eine Hälfte fragt ob ich nicht schon gestorben bin
Macht sich die and’re Sorgen was nun aus Cailou geworden ist
Man, aber alles Hunde, viele Pfoten
Jeder Dulli macht auf Psychologe
Viele Wortе, aber miese Logik
Glückskеkse machen keinen Philosophen
Fick deine Weisheit, Homie, schreib deinen Hit für die 1LIVE Krone
Egal was du sagst, ich verewige mein’ Nam’ auf dein Grab, in Times New Roman
Weil, alles Hunde, viele Pfoten, komm’ zum Einzelkampf mit circa siebzig Homies
Es ist nicht gut Kirschen essen mit ‘nem Misanthropen, ich werd’ eure Mäuler stopfen, es gibt Rigatoni
Alter, Nudeln in die Fresse
Bin so’n Gaumenschmaus, ich betret’ den Raum und Diabetikerinnen beginnen den Blutzucker zu messen
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trash- [fick nicht mit dem-
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trash- [es ist der gottverdammte-
Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob, Trashmob
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TRASHMOB Lyrics – English Translation
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash mob
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash mob
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash mob
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash mob
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash- [f#ck not with the-
Trashmob, trashmob, trashmob, trash- [it is the goddamting
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash mob
Meet me with pfeffi bottles on the corner
Lemonbuds in the tracksuitbottoms
Emmabombs in the tennis socks
When you meet me: pray to God
And while half asks if I haven’t already died
The And’re worries what has become of Cailou now
Man, but all dogs, lots of paws
Every dulli makes psychologist
Many word Eng but lousy logic
Glückskеkse do not make philosophers
f#ck your wisdom, homie, write your hit for the 1Live crown
No matter what you say, I immortalize my ‘name’ on your grave, in Times New Roman
Because, all dogs, many paws, come to the single fight with around seventy homies
It’s not good cherries eating with a misanthropic, I will stuff your mouths, there are rigatoni
Age, pasta in the face
I’m a feast for the palate, I enter the room and diabetics begin to measure the blood sugar
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash mob
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash- [f#ck not with the-
Trashmob, trashmob, trashmob, trash- [it is the goddamting
Trash mob, trash mob, trash mob, trash mob
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ODMGDIA Lyrics – TRASHMOB
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Release Year: 2022