Glasses, shorts, jersey, thirty degrees
Ball out, don't take it to the grave
Not long ago, just a few years ago (Ki-Ki-Ki-Kitschkrieg)
We were still flying under the radar

Now we stand ankle-deep in the water in the West Indies
Sun at its zenith, everything shines turquoise
The best around me and the sess tastes sweet
Been away too long, we've earned it
Ankle-deep in the water in the West Indies
Sun at its zenith and the sess tastes sweet
Been away too long, we've earned it
Only the best around me, everything's real

Formation complete, no limits
Do what we want, everything fits
I'll see where we are, hombre, wicked
One run after another like in cricket
Yesterday they still laughed at it
Today everyone's got it on their list
New day, new luck, new level
Don't hide my light under a bushel
And if they deny it, I'm happy to be wrong
So humble from the herb, Christoph Waltz
Not long ago, do you remember when
The water was up to our necks

Now we stand ankle-deep in the water in the West Indies
Sun at its zenith, everything shines turquoise
The best around me and the sess tastes sweet
Been away too long, we've earned it
Ankle-deep in the water in the West Indies
Sun at its zenith and the sess tastes sweet
Been away too long, we've earned it
Only the best around me, everything's real

Only with the real ones, only with the real ones
Peace to the corrugated iron, war to the palaces
Meet me in Kreuzberg (yes!) only with the real ones (Trettmann!)
Today in the Westend (Gzuz!) only with the real ones

Only with the real ones (whoo!)
My boys are the best (187!)
Sat too much (aargh!)
Because too much crime (yes!)
Know my mistakes (yes!)
Yes, know my weaknesses (yes!)
Today in the steakhouse, yesterday still the noodles with leftovers
My life used to be a downhill ride
Everything fucked up, didn't even have a place to sleep
Today I sleep somewhere different every day
Today the CL 500 is standard (wrmmm!)
Half my life I've been handing out fillings (what?)
But this life has much more in store (much more!)
So long underground, but everything comes with time (yes!)
Today I get rich with every song I write!

Now we stand ankle-deep in the water in the West Indies (ah!)
Sun at its zenith, everything shines turquoise (yes!)
The best around me and the sess tastes sweet (whoo! whoo! whoo!)
Been away too long, we've earned it (Trettmann!)
Ankle-deep in the water in the West Indies (yes! yes! yes!)
Sun at its zenith and the sess tastes sweet (Gzuz!)
Been away too long, we've earned it
Only the best around me, everything's real (whoo!)

Sense this life, hombre, best time
Here and now we hope it stays this way
Cross your fingers, no one knows if it will stay this way
Pass the Gucci on the left hand side

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