PLK – Gozier (English lyrics)

Intro :
Benjay

Chorus (PLK) :
Nothing but alcohol in the throat, throat, throat, throat, hey
Vodka, Bourbon, Champagne, rosé, rosé, rosé, yeah, hey
I’m only here to work, lay verses, bring home the trophy, yeah, hey
There’s no dirt on me, you can search, search, because it’s true, hey
There’s a lot of work left to be done, brother, there’s work left
The competition is under the water, they deserve nothing but smacks
So there’s nothing but alcohol in the throat, throat, throat, throat, hey
Vodka, Bourbon, Champagne, rosé, rosé, rosé, yeah, hey

[Couplet 1 : Paluch]
I’m lighting a cigarette, I’m flowin’ (rappin’)as if the beat was pasted with glue.
Higher, higher, better, my spit is like it’s on helium gas.
You’re checking out the track, homie, as if you made big money on it.
We’re a worthwhile investment, I’m the hood’s broker.
Even when I’m doin’ bragga you know it’s real talk.
If I was born in the States my nickname would be Lil Block.
Style is our ‘signature’, not some fuckin’ crip walk.
I ain’t no Corleone but I’m a stand-up guy.
BOR doesn’t give a fuck about the whole showbiz.
I want to be known through my rap not from the banquets.
You better pack your shit and join the competition.
PLK and Paluch are rappin’ in France Elégance.

Chorus (PLK) :
Nothing but alcohol in the throat, throat, throat, throat, hey
Vodka, Bourbon, Champagne, rosé, rosé, rosé, yeah, hey
I’m only here to work, lay verses, bring home the trophy, yeah, hey
There’s no dirt on me, you can search, search, because it’s true, hey
There’s a lot of work left to be done, brother, there’s work left
The competition is under the water, they deserve nothing but smacks
So there’s nothing but alcohol in the throat, throat, throat, throat, hey
Vodka, Bourbon, Champagne, rosé, rosé, rosé, yeah, hey

2nd verse (PLK) :
Latest Porsche, I’m drunk inside of it, wrongfully accused
The cops are after my profits, they’re hating because I’m making it out
New stamp on the yellow hash, new scam to put in place
I drink Vodka like it’s water, I’m charging up the nine millimeter
New album, new featurings, I’m reinvesting the money
You won’t be the smartest one, I’ll put bullets in your head
I don’t need any help, I don’t need any kids, I don’t need for them to make any mistakes, fuck all of them
All my records says a lot, the TV show is over, I’m bringing in mad paper now
I’m serving myself a few glasses like purple euro bills, don’t try to act sweet
The smoke goes up t the sky, I serve myself on the weed plant
You’re talking about us, tell me, who are you ? With Paluch, we’re counting the money
Back where we’re from we drink the Vodka raw, pour me a glass out, homie, I’m going up on stage

Chorus (PLK) :
Nothing but alcohol in the throat, throat, throat, throat, hey
Vodka, Bourbon, Champagne, rosé, rosé, rosé, yeah, hey
I’m only here to work, lay verses, bring home the trophy, yeah, hey
There’s no dirt on me, you can search, search, because it’s true, hey
There’s a lot of work left to be done, brother, there’s work left
The competition is under the water, they deserve nothing but smacks
So there’s nothing but alcohol in the throat, throat, throat, throat, hey
Vodka, Bourbon, Champagne, rosé, rosé, rosé, yeah, hey