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Correct Franklin (English Translation) Lyrics
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[Hook 1: MaSiWei] Y'all need the practice Y'all need the practice Driving like Franklin Shooting like Franklin Y'all need the practice Y'all need the practice Working like Franklin Smoking like Franklin Franklin, Franklin, Franklin, steal Franklin, Franklin, Franklin, steal Steal a Maserati then steal a Ferrari Living in Los Santos Bitches, I’m Franklin [Verse 1: MaSiWei] Let’s go on a journey Let’s fall in love She likes Asian faces But she can’t say why I don’t need to go to Bangkok to walk on the beach Ocean breeze fills the room, but it’s through the screen I gotta buy an airplane hanger I gotta buy a submarine I gotta get a mansion with a pool in Hollywood Hills I deserve it all, you won’t hear it when I shoot Don’t think I’m soft, I’m motherfuckin' Franklin [Hook 2: MaSiWei] Franklin, Franklin, Franklin, steal Franklin, Franklin, Franklin, steal Steal a Maserati and then steal a Ferrari Living in Los Santos Bitches, I’m Franklin [Verse 2: DZ] Franklin, Franklin, taking risks for riches Franklin, Franklin, drunk again wow Franklin, Franklin, an admirable asshole Franklin, Franklin, wants to eat good tonight The boss comes to my shop, listens to a song, pays money, holds someone up, talks shit Can’t get a grip on the steering wheel, a Gatling on every street, close my eyes, 3 bangs, 3 lives Breaking into your house with a ski mask on, telling you I’m so poor that I can’t afford ice cream Send me a message, I’m waiting for your instructions, nightmares awake Franklin My friends call me funny man, my bathrobe on, I love to start shit Westpac broke the siren, there ain’t no cops I got a gun to your head, I’m chillin', who’s gonna listen to your bullshit? Get a good look before you die, bitch, I’m Franklin [Verse 3: Psy.P] I do what I say, don’t feel bad about robbing or killing Lock myself inside with no trace, the diamonds sparkle in the cabinet I put it all in the trunk, all in order to get where I’m going For family, for my brothers, for money, if you don’t wanna die, comply with me In the beginning with the first character, it was all fucking, kidnapping and fighting But now I’m already a household name just like Tony Montana I’m driving my car when the phone rings, my buddy’s got a plan I’ll steal it all, it doesn’t matter if it’s hidden in your house or underground Danger gets closer when darkness falls, do you want money or life? He gets a hard lesson, it happens to be karma He wasted all my time, but I’ve gone from soldier to general Replaced my body with cement and rebar, don’t love me ‘cause I’m doomed to disappoint [Verse 4: Jay Park] How much money? How much money? One hundred, hundred racks Run it, run it back Yours and my swag is dollar, dollar man, I’m getting dollars man From Seattle to Seoul to Chengdu We hustlin', we grindin', we come through We mobbin', we kick it like kung fu We’re not the same, you’s a fucking lame They all know my name, Franklin, Franklin, Franklin Like it’s GTA I’m wildin', wildin', wildin' My fit, I’m stylin', stylin', stylin' You see me smilin', smilin', smilin' Oh lord, I kill them with success, boy Oh yeah, you mic, you’re fuckin' checked, boy Oh yeah, better than the rest, but we never take no rest Getting birds like we a nest, boy
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