Messy house
Panties on the shelf

Messy house
Panties on the shelf
I don't even remember what happened
Clothes on the stairs, bottles of sparkling wine
I don't know where these ladies came from

I heard that the party here went on until morning
They only turned down the sound when the neighbor complained
They even put whiskey in Saddan's little house
And when I whistled, my dog didn't even wake up

Today this place is like Dubai
These ladies are crazy
Evil on their minds, a glass of whiskey in their mouths

Today this place is like Dubai
They don't even know about their clothes
I wouldn't want to be in the shoes of these girls' fathers

My shack is like a mother's heart
It fits everyone, it's not very luxurious
But there's a full freezer in the back
There's no leisure area
But from here I can see the sky
Much better than the view from a hotel window

It's like Dubai, the hangover doesn't go away
It's a hustler's party, like American Pie
Bottles scattered around, and that coming and going
Today I'm more sought after than the Wi-Fi password

I live in my own time, because death is inevitable
The shack is small, but it's quite pleasant
Wanting to fly even without wings is wisdom
It's about bringing smiles where there's no joy
Knowing that my shack can become a mansion
Because God made a feast with just a piece of bread

Knowing that my pen made me a good poet
That the well-written rhyme took me off the bicycle
My party is rocking
Several Patricia colas, the street of the slum teaches more than school
If early the man cries, later it's a smile
If yesterday I was taken, today I'm respected wherever I step

Messy house
Panties on the shelf
I don't even remember what happened
Clothes on the stairs, bottles of sparkling wine
I don't know where these ladies came from

I heard that the party here went on until morning
They only turned down the sound when the neighbor complained
They even put whiskey in Saddan's little house
And when I whistled, my dog didn't even wake up

Today this place is like Dubai
These ladies are crazy
Evil on their minds, a glass of whiskey in their mouths

Today this place is like Dubai
They don't even know about their clothes
I wouldn't want to be in the shoes of these girls' fathers

My shack is like a mother's heart
It fits everyone, it's not very luxurious
But there's a full freezer in the back
There's no leisure area
But from here I can see the sky
Much better than the view from a hotel window

You're wondering, huh, it makes you worried
Knowing that my shack is better than the pontoon of the lake
The sky of this slum is definitely bluer
Always takes the prettiest girls from the condor of the south lake
If there's whiskey there's beer, a toast to that
The kiss of the slum is tastier than cherry

Here there's no mansion or driver for you
But there's me at the wheel taking you for a ride
As long as the sun hides the neighbors won't sleep
Your ex will cry and we'll both go
Don't worry about the past because it was always absent
If everything was the same I'll make it different

I heard that the party here went on until morning
They only turned down the sound when the neighbor complained
They even put whiskey in Saddan's little house
And when I whistled, my dog didn't even wake up

Today this place is like Dubai
These ladies are crazy
Evil on their minds, a glass of whiskey in their mouths

Today this place is like Dubai
They don't even know about their clothes
I wouldn't want to be in the shoes of these girls' fathers

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