Solar - Zobaczymy feat. Kacperczyk, Mata, Jan-rapowanie

[Intro]
- What did you say?
- For Janek to say "Hope not" at the end
- Oh, that's what I meant, exactly
- [Laughter]
- And what will we name this song?
- Hope not
- Isn't there a title "We'll see"? We'll see

[Verse 1: Solar]
Magda stands talking to a guy who looks like a Wizard
Looks weird from the side, so I approach them
I say, "Dude, you look at least like a mafia guy from Pruszków"
He says, "I know people from Pruszków"
And what? Too bad? For me?
You'll pull out a gun soon and what, kill me?
And he, without stopping dancing, says to me: "Death doesn't exist"
Uh-huh, we're riding double on Lime-S
Uh-huh, passed a bum under the palm
Uh-huh, we're riding just for fun
Uh-huh, we're riding just for joy
Cops wanted to write me up
And I'm so drunk, I don't know my name
If I did something stupid yesterday, well, forgive me
I don't remember much, like a cartridge

[Chorus: Kacperczyk]
Whole sidewalk bottles, I trip, not watching
Text before you sleep, I'll wake up on a bench
Hope not, hope not, my legs get tangled like my thoughts about my ex
Hope not, hope not, my tongue gets tangled like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

[Verse 2: Mata]
I wanted to go to a trendy club, drink till morning in sandals
But some chick told me to get lost
So I call Mr. Solar, Brothers and Jan
And I'm off from WWA to sunbathe
She told me something about it being a backwater, that chick
The girl struggles in heels, while I'm barefoot
Some guy suddenly entered in sneakers and Kubotas
I ask her: "What's going on?" She says: "Slippers, OK", uh-huh
I ask why their spot is so inconsistent
She says she saw A$AP Rocky's story
Rocking those stylish flip-flops beside the wall
And I look like a fool, well damn

[Chorus: Kacperczyk]
Whole sidewalk bottles, I trip, not watching
Text before you sleep, I'll wake up on a bench
Hope not, hope not, my legs get tangled like my thoughts about my ex
Hope not, hope not, my tongue gets tangled like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

[Verse 3: Jan-Rapowanie]
For you, I'd go to Audioriver, baby
Your long, thin fingers wrap around the Volvo steering wheel
Which looks like a nice old Saab
I don't know because I'm not that familiar, something like that
With you, I become expressive, though I'm not like that anymore
I return from the tour and think, station soon because we want to drink
Cherry vodka is the best - I'll repeat this endlessly
Cherry vodka is the best, uh-huh, like Żabson in concerts (exactly)
Those first lines I wrote, I don't know about whom
We passed a lady on the expressway, and the description matched
Sincerely greetings, I hope everything's okay there
You looked tired, I hope you can rest, ma'am
Though we'll probably never meet
I wish for your dreams and plans to come true
Maybe she was the one and I should take care
Maybe she wasn't as beautiful as I thought
(Maybe not, I don't know, cheers)

[Bridge: Kacperczyk]
Last in line waiting for the rain
Standing for vodka, though I don't want it
I'll drink, throw the cap away somewhere
I'll send you a letter in this bottle
Last in line waiting for the rain
Standing for vodka, though I don't want it
I'll drink, throw the cap away somewhere
Where I think about you in whispers

[Chorus: Kacperczyk]
Whole sidewalk bottles, I trip, not watching
Text before you sleep, I'll wake up on a bench
Hope not, hope not, my legs get tangled like my thoughts about my ex
Hope not, hope not, my tongue gets tangled like blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

[Outro]
The whole tent is jumping - Screw the drugs!
The whole tent is jumping - Screw the drugs!
The whole tent is jumping - Screw the drugs!
The whole tent is jumping - Screw the drugs!
The whole tent is jumping - Screw the drugs!
The whole tent is jumping - Screw the drugs!
The whole tent is jumping - Screw the drugs!