Origineel
(Woah, Woah, Woah)
[Hook]
Super Duper Vizzy rollin’ Uber through the City
The loser who be winnin’, now he do the ? (aye)
Dude be gettin’ bizzy, every tune is stupid witty
Got the crew, a slew of bitties
Now tell me who is with me, with me, with me
Hold up (hold up)
Got the shit to roll up (roll up)
Got it rigged to blow up (blow up)
Got the shit, I’m Joker
Yeah we roll it don’t you pass it up
Tell the haters, “Pack it up”
Tank on full, don’t gas me up
Sticks is gone, grass is cut
[Verse]
(Hold up)
Open doors steppin’ off the ocean floor (drippin’)
Commodore, how I ride the ’64 (whippin’)
Comin’ for, anyone who want a war (trippin’)
No carnivals, all my dogs is carnivores! (yee!)
Crew like Wu-Tang, but we move just like the Tribe (yeah)
Tie like shoes strings you can’t see it in my eyes (yeah)
Got this boo thang, she just flew in on my side
She wanna do “doo-dah”, but I cannot do the lines
Manager calls, on point like I handle the ball
Never I fall, slip and I stand up so tall
I really been plannin’ it all
Been on islands that’s private; kept the iPhone on private
I write the scripts they gon’ buy it, then shoot the pilot like pirates (baow)
You-know, how-we, be
In-a, car, ?
Two, tone, buttered, seats
That’s-a, ? (ha!)
Black excellence, trap elegance
Move weight like fat elephants
Feds hate it, ain’t have evidence
Now we make it off rap elements (ooh!)
I’m a chill nigga, don’t do clubs or chinchillas
Before DiNero, I’ll meet you fuckers
I’m Ben Stiller, no one been realer
I’m takin this shit hella far, takin’ the lid off the jar
Niggas they bit every bar, cut all the ?
You ridin’? Then get in the car
Call me..
[Hook]
Super Duper Vizzy rollin’ Uber through the City
The loser who be winnin’, now he do the ? (aye)
Dude be gettin’ bizzy, every tune is stupid witty
Got the crew, a slew of bitties
Now tell me who is with me, with me, with me
Hold up (hold up)
Got the shit to roll up (roll up)
Got it rigged to blow up (blow up)
Got the shit, I’m Joker
Yeah we roll it don’t you pass it up
Tell the haters “Pack it up”
Tank don’t full, don’t gas me up
Sticks is gone, grass is cut
Vertaling
(Woah, Woah, Woah)
[Hook]
Super Duper Vizzy rollin’ Uber door de stad
De verliezer die aan het winnen is, nu doet hij het ? (aye)
Dude be gettin’ bizzy, every tune is stupid witty
Got the crew, a slew of bitties
Vertel me nu wie er bij me is, bij me, bij me
Hold up (hold up)
Got the shit to roll up (roll up)
Got it rigged to blow up (opblazen)
Got the shit, I’m Joker
Yeah we roll it don’t you pass it up
Tell the haters, “Pack it up”
Tank vol, geef me geen benzine
Sticks is gone, grass is cut
[Verse]
(Hold up)
Open doors steppin’ off the ocean floor (drippin’)
Commodore, how I ride the ’64 (whippin’)
Comin’ for, anyone who want a war (trippin’)
No carnivals, all my dogs is carnivoren! (yee!)
Crew like Wu-Tang, but we move just like the Tribe (yeah)
Tie like shoes strings you can’t see it in my eyes (yeah)
Got this boo thang, she just flew in on my side
She wanna do “doo-dah”, but I cannot do the lines
Manager calls, on point like I handle the ball
Never I fall, slip and I stand up so tall
I really been plannin’ it all
Ik ben op een eiland geweest dat privé is; ik heb de iPhone privé gehouden
Ik schrijf de scripts zij kopen het, dan schieten ze de piloot neer als piraten (baow)
Je-weet-wel, hoe-we-zijn
In een, auto, ?
Twee, toon, beboterde, zetels
Dat is een? (ha!)
Zwarte uitmuntendheid, val elegantie
Beweeg gewicht als vette olifanten
Feds haten het, hebben geen bewijs
Now we make it off rap elements (ooh!)
I’m a chill nigga, don’t do clubs or chinchillas
Voor DiNero, ontmoet ik jullie klootzakken
I’m Ben Stiller, no one been realer
I’m takin this shit hella far, takin’ the cover off the jar
Niggas they bit every bar, cut all the ?
Ben je aan het rijden? Stap dan in de auto.
Bel me.
[Hook]
Super Duper Vizzy rollin’ Uber door de stad
De verliezer die aan het winnen is, nu doet hij het ? (aye)
Dude be gettin’ bizzy, every tune is stupid witty
Got the crew, a slew of bitties
Vertel me nu wie er bij me is, bij me, bij me
Hold up (hold up)
Got the shit to roll up (roll up)
Got it rigged to blow up (opblazen)
Got the shit, I’m Joker
Yeah we roll it don’t you pass it up
Tell the haters “Pack it up”
Tank is niet vol, geef me geen benzine
Sticks is gone, grass is cut