Songtext von Nirvana

11:25, pull up to the club real high Put 'em up, hands to the sky That's our life All the fine women inside If you ain't here to rock, then stay outside Damn that's right Fuck it let's start a riot Don't be shy, put them trees up high But what I'd do without you It's nirvana, DJ in pyjamas Flying to Bahamas and next of Fukuyama Dollars Americana More bottles more drama That diamond marijuana, could smoke like a sauna Put 'em up Put 'em up Hands to the sky, put 'em up Put 'em up Hands to the sky 2025, livin' in the darkest times See shit take what's mine I'm about to purge Bitch keep hitting my nerves If you think you feel lucky roll the dice I'm that nice Hands up, this a heist Told you twice it's my paradise And I'm just in a rock I'm in nirvana, DJ in pyjamas Flying to Bahamas, and next of Fukuyama Dollars Americana More bottles more drama That diamond marijuana, could smoke like a sauna Put 'em up Put 'em up Hands to the sky, put 'em up Put 'em up Hands to the sky, put 'em up