Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Stripes Like Burberry by Future from German to English.
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DJ Escomoe City, the coolest DJ on the motherfuckin' planet
DJ Escomoe City, the coolest DJ on the motherfuckin' planet
I been lookin' at the sun, but can't worry
I've been looking at the sun, but can't worry
I'm my mama oldest son, can't get buried
I'm my mom's oldest son, can't get buried
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm Curry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm curry
I might pop a fuck nigga, yeah, like a wheelie, yeah
I might pop a fuck nigga, yeah, like a wheelie, yeah
I'm used to the murder, I'm from Philly
I'm used to the murder, I'm from Philly
Money man, my money rubber bandin', shit get silly
Money man, my money rubber bandin', shit get silly
I used to drink the color purple, my plug named Celie
I used to drink the color purple, my plug named Celie
Takin' out two hundred at a time, stacked to the ceiling
Takin' out two hundred at a time, stacked to the ceiling
I got me a brand-new coupe and I took off the ceiling
I got me a brand-new coupe and I took off the ceiling
These boys not, on my level, live on top of the building
These boys not, on my level, live on top of the building
In the penthouse playin' with a hundred like whoa, I ain't got no feelings
In the penthouse playin' with a hundred like whoa, I ain't got no feelings
In the penthouse playin' with a hundred like whoa, big old bag like whoa
In the penthouse playin' with a hundred like whoa, big old bag like whoa
Get that cash like whoa, snakes in the grass, gotta mow
Get that cash like whoa, snakes in the grass, gotta mow
Everything I say gon' go, platinum Rollie, no gold
Everything I say gon' go, platinum Rollie, no gold
Fuck my girl fast and slow, you know how life goes
Fuck my girl fast and slow, you know how life goes
Man, I got the bands, I can't worry
Man, I got the bands, I can't worry
Yeah, I can end your whole history
Yeah, I can end your whole history
Looking in my eyes, you see a demon, flames like fury
Looking in my eyes, you see a demon, flames like fury
Just act like everybody in the game, she said that y'all can share me
Just act like everybody in the game, she said that y'all can share me
See I got the foreign cars, my niggas got foreigns and you know they is not holdin' shit
See I got the foreign cars, my niggas got foreigns and you know they ain't holdin' shit
See me pullin' up, that boy got a foreign and you know that bitch got the ownership
See me pullin' up, that boy got a foreign and you know that bitch got the ownership
And if I'm in the passenger seat, you know that I got a thirty clip
And if I'm in the passenger seat, you know that I got a thirty clip
And look at these niggas, they actin' like gangsters, but they really just on some phony shit
And look at these niggas, they actin' like gangsters, but they really just on some phony shit
See, I been in the field for a long time
See, I've been in the field for a long time
Bad bitches try to fuck on me, I remember when they ain't pay me no mind
Bad bitches try to fuck on me, I remember when they ain't pay me no mind
I remember when these boys tried to take me off my grind
I remember when these boys tried to take me off my grind
I remember when these boys said that I would be nothin'
I remember when these boys said that I would be nothin'
I remember when I had no money and I needed a lil' frontin'
I remember when I had no money and I needed a lil' frontin'
I remember before hundred percent, my boys got the work, had to cut it
I remember a hundred percent ago, my boys got the work, had to cut it
I remember I started runnin' this shit, you know I'm gonna keep runnin' it
I remember I started runnin' this shit, you know I'm gonna keep runnin' it
Niggas, they mad 'cause I'm still sixteen when it comes to this
Niggas, they mad 'cause I'm still sixteen when it comes to this
I been lookin' at the sun, but can't worry
I've been looking at the sun, but can't worry
I'm my mama oldest son, can't get buried
I'm my mom's oldest son, can't get buried
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm Curry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm curry
I might pop a fuck nigga like a wheelie, yeah
I might pop a fuck nigga like a wheelie, yeah
I'm used to the murder, I'm from Philly
I'm used to the murder, I'm from Philly
Money man, my money rubber bandin', shit get silly
Money man, my money rubber bandin', shit get silly
I used to drink the color purple, my plug named Celie
I used to drink the color purple, my plug named Celie
I been lookin' at the sun, I can't worry
I've been looking at the sun, I can't worry
I'm my mama oldest son, can't get buried
I'm my mom's oldest son, can't get buried
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm Curry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm curry
I might nail a bad, bad bitch like a hammer, yeah
I might nail a bad, bad bitch like a hammer, yeah
I'm used to the murders, I'm from Atlanta, yeah
I'm used to the murders, I'm from Atlanta, yeah
All these bands I'm havin', bitch gettin' silly, yeah
All these bands I'm havin', bitch gettin' silly, yeah
I just popped your bitch like a wheelie, yeah
I just popped your bitch like a wheelie, yeah
Got on baguetties like I been surfing, yes, I made it out that dirt
Got on baguettias like I been surfing, yes, I made it out of that dirt
Friends or foes, you never know, put your face on a shirt
Friends or foes, you never know, put your face on a shirt
Knockin' it straight out the park, yeah, shopping as soon as we land
Knockin' it straight out the park, yeah, shopping as soon as we land
Sippin' on mud like a trap star, it's a gift, I count my blessings
Sippin' on mud like a trap star, it's a gift, I count my blessings
In the penthouse playing with a hundred like whoa, big old bag like whoa
In the penthouse playing with a hundred like whoa, big old bag like whoa
Have a rack go attack like whoa, a whole lot of bitches on go
Have a rack go attack like whoa, a whole lot of bitches on go
A whole lot of bitches on go, platinum chain on glow
A whole lot of bitches on go, platinum chain on glow
How many niggas you drop this week? They'll never let that go
How many niggas you drop this week? They'll never let that go
Shit gettin' whacked, nigga tryna get bands
Shit gettin' whacked, nigga tryna get bands
Streets gettin' bloody for these bands
Streets gettin' bloody for these bands
Too corrupted, you can't be carin'
Too corrupted, you can't be carin'
Hit him in the public, topped him and ran
Hit him in the public, topped him and ran
Floodin' the ice 'cause the pain it take
Floodin' the ice 'cause the pain it takes
Need a new safe to hide all this cake, yeah
Need a new safe to hide all this cake, yeah
Due to the fact I hustle, I get litty
Due to the fact I hustle, I get suffering
Puttin' prices on your head like Frank Nitty, yeah
Puttin' prices on your head like Frank Nitty, yeah
Niggas get killed on camera in my city
Niggas get killed on camera in my city
When I got them bands, I can't worry
When I got them bands, I can't worry
I been lookin' at the sun, I can't worry
I've been looking at the sun, I can't worry
I'm my mama oldest son, can't get buried
I'm my mom's oldest son, can't get buried
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I got stripes in these streets like Burberry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm Curry
I remember I ain't make a three, now I'm curry
I might nail a bad, bad bitch like a hammer, yeah
I might nail a bad, bad bitch like a hammer, yeah
I'm used to the murders, I'm from Atlanta, yeah
I'm used to the murders, I'm from Atlanta, yeah
All these bands I'm havin', bitch gettin' silly, yeah
All these bands I'm havin', bitch gettin' silly, yeah
I just popped your bitch like a wheelie, yeah
I just popped your bitch like a wheelie, yeah
As long as I got these bands, ain't no worries
As long as I got these bands, ain't no worries
Make your bitch my number one fan and rock my jersey
Make your bitch my number one fan and rock my jersey
And the way I shoot my shot, yes, I'm Curry
And the way I shoot my shot, yes, I'm Curry
I'm my mama oldest child, can't get buried
I'm my mom's oldest child, can't get buried
And a nigga got more stripes in the streets than Burberry
And a nigga got more stripes in the streets than Burberry
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