PNL – 91’s (English lyrics)


Chorus (Ademo) :
I’m replacing “VR” by “JR”, I’m far from Dallas
Fuck slavery, I slang white to Obama
I refuse for us to be submissive, I pull the “gala” out
I’m a lion not a sheep, I’m like baba

1st verse (Ademo) :
I hang around in the vice-filled projects
My mouth is full yet I have to taste the emptiness
My mirror is clear, my face is broken
We sing in public but our tears are private
And for the record I’m not a Hollywood star
I don’t give a fuck, I’m doing Beverly Hills
There’s no point in trying to act like a thug, we’re cool
Even two Glocks can form a peace sign for you
I’m QLF, I’m making enemies friends
Too paranoid to be all buddy-buddy
And I don’t give a fuck, I’m not a Hollywood star

Chorus (Ademo) :
I’m replacing “VR” by “JR”, I’m far from Dallas
Fuck slavery, I slang white to Obama
I refuse for us to be submissive, I pull the “gala” out
I’m a lion not a sheep, I’m like baba
I just want me a fresh cocktail (fresh) with the little umbrella
Fuck your lame ass hookah, we’re into cigars like Al Capone
And nothing else, and nothing else, ah-ah-ah
I just want a fresh cocktail (fresh)

2nd verse (N.O.S) :
No featuring homie, no dick riding
I represent my people like I’m supposed to, in the drug game, like in music
Yeah, you can’t understand the life story, so don’t ask any questions, or else interview my dick
Peace Peace Peace Peace
We gotta spend this cash for our people in this lifetime before going up in smoke
All the streets are empty and the windows have a view on us
Twisted soul in town, we scare your demon away
A cold stare on the blunt
I blow money like we used to back in the days just to see
Only family uncle, we fuck them in slow motion
I love you more than my life, your laugh in order to help me through
It started out in the zoo, in hatred towards the cops
In stress, in the dopes spots, in the shoot-outs near my brothers
Then the money separated us, not for long, just for life
I’m doing the turn of the world, I’m smoking, I’m bored
I go up on stage uncle, the girls scream my name
I would have taken you with pleasure for a spin around the ghetto back when we were selling dope
Soul twisting to the max, I take a spin and leave
Almost everything bores me, apart from fucking them
I smoked too much, blew up too much, apart from that we’re penetrating them
I break your dream girls dreams, we’re conquering the world without living
The world or nothing from father to son
91’s

Chorus (Ademo) :
I’m replacing “VR” by “JR”, I’m far from Dallas
Fuck slavery, I slang white to Obama
I refuse for us to be submissive, I pull the “gala” out
I’m a lion not a sheep, I’m like baba
I just want me a fresh cocktail (fresh) with the little umbrella
Fuck your lame ass hookah, we’re into cigars like Al Capone
And nothing else, and nothing else, ah-ah-ah
I just want a fresh cocktail (fresh)

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