For a comprehensive understanding of the track, take a look at the official English Translation lyrics for “HIHI HAHA” by Nucci, Biba, and Devito, dropped on October 10, 2024, on Generacija Zed’s official YouTube channel. Read the lyrics below with the music video.
HIHI HAHA Lyrics In English Translation
(Hey, Dalmo)
I’ll buy you everything you’re missing
Those are just small things to me, like crystals on a Rollie
Yeah, I’ll buy you everything you’re missing
Don’t worry, even the strongest ones have fallen here
My shoes are worth two hundred pairs of yours
I saw your girl – she’s hanging on me now
My chain is Cuban, my watch screams “Andale”
As Biba would say, “It’s like my dad’s a footballer”
Two, three horses, a new watch, I’ve refreshed myself
What I make in a night, you struggle for a year
But you’re a little blind kid, getting hyped over Emporio
Six hundred horses Cullinan, why are you down?
On the corner, in the club, and in the mood, you’re the one
On the floor and on the boat, when I look at you, you’re the one
Girl, you’re a bomb, a combo, we just need a line
‘Cause you’re a bit tipsy to me
Hi-Hi, Ha-Ha
In the middle of the night, she’s left breathless
Hi-Hi, Ha-Ha
She’s riding me like a Yamaha
Ha-Ha, Hi-Hi
She’s begging for us to be quiet
Ha-Ha, Hi-Hi
But in bed, she’s a little crazy
Bounce, bounce, baby, shake that ass for me
Smoking loud, (Skank) we’re spinning like a scooter
Give me applause, how she shakes that ass for me
Give me bounce, bounce, baby shoots like a shooter
I’ll connect you like a router, you know we’re ruthless
CC boost up, I don’t need a booster
Baby, I’ll eat you like soufflé, hanging from the top like a chandelier
“Sex is a science,” says Uncle Kure
So I’ll take her from behind, her blouse messed up
Stone-faced – your look is like Medusa’s
Be my muse, baby, I’ll buy you Prada
I sold them tricks – they couldn’t steal them
You, you’re asking me for something specific
Looking at me seductively, as you take it all off at once
Bounce, bounce, baby spins it like a servo
In the club, everyone on white like Belgrade’s Palermo
Hi-Hi, Ha-Ha
In the middle of the night, she’s left breathless
Hi-Hi, Ha-Ha
She’s riding me like a Yamaha
Ha-Ha, Hi-Hi
She’s begging for us to be quiet
Ha-Ha, Hi-Hi
But in bed, she’s a little crazy
(Hey, ah) My crew is like G-Unit
Everyone knows who’s first, I don’t know who these others are
I spend, I chase, listening to this Bentley roar
Sorry, I’m in a rush, these new ones are too slow for me
We’re not the streets anymore, now we’re fashion
You little slut, this isn’t a rap session
Used to live in a small apartment, now it’s a mansion
In my circle, we only talk about cash (cash, cash)
For this handmade piece, I could’ve bought a house
Got a rosary on my watch – the king is crowned
A little more expensive gas, you’ll pay twice for the show
Ghetto music – that’s how V12 sounds
I don’t need a mega hit, my ego’s worth a mil
But a hundred thousand euros for a feature
Put it in my company’s name, we’re legit now
Nucci, Biba, and Devito – we’re unreal
Hi-Hi, Ha-Ha
In the middle of the night, she’s left breathless
Hi-Hi, Ha-Ha
She’s riding me like a Yamaha
Ha-Ha, Hi-Hi
She’s begging for us to be quiet
Ha-Ha, Hi-Hi
But in bed, she’s a little crazy
