Papuga - Mata

The parrot calls and says it must work out
Nail down the rocks
Grab the cash as green as fucking Tabaluga
The parrot calls

We’re talking ‘bout the new deal, new pay
When the parrot calls, I answer it quick
‘Cause I respect him just as my mother
We’re out for a lunch, I get a ravioli
As the parrot is on about some fishing
The parrot’s a big wig, a tough guy
I can tell him everything
‘Cause I know he will keep the professional secrecy
I grab a bottle of whiskey from the basement
And ask if he wants if with cola or sprite
The parrot looks at me deadass
And says “No chaser!”, always
‘Cause nothing human is scary to him

The parrot calls and says it must work out
Nail down the rocks
Grab the cash as green as fucking Tabaluga
The parrot calls

We once went for a dinner, a waitress came and said:
“Can I get an autograph?”, so I grabbed on a pen, and she said
She wanted it from the Parrot, told me to give him the pen, alright
One shot, two shots
We went outside, he takes one with the mom
I take one with the daughter, and then we go back
My Parrot is not a hounddog, he’s Odysseus’s dog
When the feds seize me, I call the Parrot real quick
And you would probably call your daddy

The parrot calls and says it must work out
Nail down the rocks
Grab the cash as green as fucking Tabaluga
The parrot calls

The Parrot calls and goes “Kuba, this shit went too far,
The whole country wants to take all your cash
And the racks green as a gecko”
I turn off my phone
There’s another citation for me in the post, some bitch wants to get in my way
In a moment I’m gonna find out that I killed the Dead See
God, that’s nasty, the parrot calls and says it’s all clear
I do it how I want it, who’s my lawyer if I’m the devil?
Can’t lose nothing anymore
If even a porn star wants to take me to the cleaners
You have a tasty matcha, fuck the yes-men
Que

The parrot calls and says it must work out
Nail down the rocks
Grab the cash as green as fucking Tabaluga
The parrot calls

Ey, I burst into the courtroom, it all smells as weed
The judge lookin’ at me as if she wanted to grab on the pipe
The prosecutor knows even a rat won’t help
‘Cause the Parrot airs my dirty laundry like Zygmunt Chajzer
The Parrot calls, I don’t say “Hello”
He’s Jewish, that’s why we greet with “Shalom”
I get past the law, as if I’m doing a slalom
That’s ‘cause the money is off the books
I don’t go to the right, although I studied Law
I break the law, ‘cause it must go well
After the case she spreads her thighs for me
The case is already over, rubber to the bin
Then the phone rings and it’s the Parrot
Now Kamasutra’s on
What? Ey, ey, ey
I fuck the law in many ways
Temida needs to wipe sth off her chin again
The court is high, my salary’s higher
Take the gavel, knock the sentence out of your mind

The parrot calls and says it must work out
Nail down the rocks
Grab the cash as green as fucking Tabaluga
The parrot calls