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Muzika: Teche, MOLOTOV WAVE Tekst: Teche, MOLOTOV WAVE Beat: Teche Mix i Master: Teche Ženski vokal: Milena Sauzer - 3tačkice Zahvaljujemo se Hotelu "Biser", Kruševac na saradnji, profesionalnosti i ljubaznosti Snimanje, strpljenje, montaža i Color: A&H Production ArmyHector   / armyhector   Contact: teche.teche037@gmail.com Zaprati Teche a i ove druge i treche Tiktok   / zvanichno.teche     / molotov.wave     / __tritackice__   Instagram   / teche_teche     / molotovwave     / __tritackice_   Facebook https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?...   / milena.vesic991   Lyrics: Baus: Mali debeli uvek na golu Osim kad u ruke turimo džoju Gasim analog izabiram Milan Formaciju biram četri tri trojku WiningEleven napad Ševčenko PES šest tu je Kaka, Sve ih je pratio veliki Pipo Inzagi Iz potiljka da ga da L1 pa X pa Trougao, Na to još niko nije oguglao Zaleti ga tebra R 1 i kocka Kad šutnem misle da sam prolupao Pa se uvalim, jer vodim jedan-nula Prozivam ortaka kako mu radi bulja Al kurac evo izjednačio Jebo ga Inter i Lazzio Više mi ne radi racio Pa džoju sam normalno bacio Techa Triša: Ja onda isteram ženu iz kuće i setujem pivce Ja sam iz doba pesa trinestice Vejn Runu puni da zbuni pa psuj i kuni Monitor pljuni, diskove duni, do jutra istruni Kad se pobeđuje i kad se bre gubi Voleo sam samo i druge da gledam Kocka pa X dok drzim R1 S' pola terena, volim da bušnem i sto si pola sata ti u substitušn (bićes ugušen, jer sam institušen) Refren [3tačkice] Ja bi htela da maziš me Celu noc ti šaljem poruke Moj krevet prazan je Jer ti sa društvom negde igraš PES Shomy: Ko pitu ja te savijem, prst na R1 nabijem Nisi me očekivao, Zaneti Havijer Analog kad privijem, tad protivnika izbijem U šesnaestercu kad mu svih jedanestoro pribijem Pre početka kocku kliknem, glasno tada moram da viknem Pa rakijicu jednu šiknem, da na terenu ne riknem Na sudiju poviknem, da ne bi mor'o da friknem Od srca ću da zviknem, al od PESa nikad da odviknem Ćelavi Techa: Internešnal superstar soker, aj es es, vining ileven ili pes Od mega drajva, nintenda, sonija, do danas opiko ih sve Evo ti džojstik, uzmi pivo pa sedi pored ako smeš Slabiji uvek prvi bira, jer kod nas takav je red Sebi biraj koga hoćeš uzmi Barsu, možeš i Man red Pripremu neću da diram, ti ako želiš promeni ih sve Igrači su mi neraspoloženi, nema ni veze jer oprah te Ko izgubi ide po pivo i čips, a pobednik ostaje Refren [3tačkice] Ja bi htela da maziš me Celu noc ti šaljem poruke Moj krevet prazan je Jer ti sa društvom negde igraš PES ENGLISH Baus: Chubby kid, always stuck in goal Except when we grab the joystick control I ditch analog, I’m picking Milan Lineup locked: four-three-three formation Winning Eleven attack, Shevchenko lead PES six era, Kaká indeed Big Pippo Inzaghi followed the run, header finish — job done. L1 then X then Triangle Nobody ever got immune to that angle Sprint it bro, R1 plus Square When I shoot they think I’ve lost my head I stall the game, ’cause I’m up one–nil Mock my friend like “bro, how’s it feel?” But damn, he scores, it’s tied Fucking Inter and Lazio, eh My ratio stopped working, so of course, I threw the joystick. Techa Trsiha: I kick my wife out, crack beers, set the vibe, raised on PES thirteen, back in my prime. Wayne Rooney storms in, scrambles your mind, cursing the screen while the spit starts to fly, blow the disc whole night, rot and die. Win or lose, we’re in it for life, I loved it most watching others break. Square then X while I hold R1, from midfield I love drilling one. Why you half an hour in substitution? This is execution — ’cause I’m institution. Hook: I wish you’d touch me, stay with me, all night long you text, endlessly. My bed is empty, cold and blue, ’cause you’re out playing PES with the crew. Shomy: I fold you like dough, finger on R1, locked in the zone, you didn’t expect it — Javier Zanetti, when I hug the analog, I knock you out, inside the box I pin all eleven down. Before kickoff I tap Square — I yell, I don’t care. Rakija over there, to keep me in the game. To ref, I yell, so I don’t lose my head, Heart might split, but PES I won’t quit. Techa Baldy: International Superstar Soccer, ISS, Winning Eleven or straight-up PES. From Mega Drive, Nintendo, Sony days, I played them all, every single phase. Here’s the joystick, grab a beer, sit if you dare, the weaker one picks first — that’s because we play fair. Pick whoever you want — take Barca or even Man Red. I won’t touch the setup, change everything, I don’t care. My players out of form, still wiped you clean, loser gets beer and chips — winner stays in. Hook: I wish you’d touch me, stay with me, all night long you text, endlessly. My bed is empty, cold and blue, ’cause you’re out playing PES with the crew.