(Hey, SIRA)
Yeah, ah
Ski Aggu, I wear soccer shoes at parties, yeah

2006, stick Podolski in the Panini album
2010, only hang out on the soccer field, not on the internet
2014, car parade, driving over Ku'damm
In the club 2'21, I get kicked out like German soccer stars (Oh man)
I order for all the bros at the pub
Because I'm a young baller just like Florian Wirtz (Ah, ah)
And it's too early to grow up, dude
Forever a Berlin guy like Rüdiger

Presto Nikes, tracksuit, street stories
I get wasted in the city, yeah, I signed Haaland, ah (Pah, pah, pah)
Ghetto style, wavy long hair, perfectly styled
In the right hand a cigarette, my cousin in the left (Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap)

(Ohh-ohh) Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap, bap
Peugeot scooter, thirty degrees, causing a commotion
(Ohh-ohh) Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap, bap
New tracksuit, new lifestyle, but same team

A Riesling, she wants us to be intimate, eh
Four beers and the whole team sings, eh
"Shalala, shalala," we're feeling so good
Back then I felt like a pro in my Nike Tiempo shoes
My sides are at zero, cage, Joga bonito
Aggu, Haaland, retire as legends like Toni Kroos (Abow)
With a 6PM jersey in my favorite bar
Shout: "Screw a Nazi," ah, and: "Screw the referee"

Presto Nikes, tracksuit, street stories
I get wasted in the city, yeah, I signed Haaland, ah (Pah, pah, pah)
Ghetto style, wavy long hair, perfectly styled
In the right hand a cigarette, my cousin in the left (Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap)

(Ohh-ohh) Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap, bap
Peugeot scooter, thirty degrees, causing a commotion
(Ohh-ohh) Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap, bap
New tracksuit, new lifestyle, but same team

(Ohh-ohh) Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap-bap
Bap-bap, bap-bap, bap, bap (Ohh-ohh)

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