Smiley "Am bani de dat" lyrics

Am bani de dat

Am bani de datAm datorii la stat (x 3)Alex :Oh no! Nu am bani in buzunarN-am nici un leu macarSi strig : "No tengo dinero, no tengo dinero!"Yooo! Sunt doar un vagabond,N-am nici un leu in contSi strig : "No tengo dinero, no tengo dinero!"Smiley :Si yo! Am plecat de-acasa ieriNu stiu ce vrei sa-mi ceriDar spun : "No tengo dinero, no tengo dinero!"Stiu, si maine e la felSufla vantu-n portofel(Las-o ma!) No tengo dinero, no tengo dinero!Banii zboara (x 4)Am bani de datAm datorii la stat (x 8)Alex :E praf si-n seif si in stomacSi nu am ce sa ma... (ba!) nancNo tengo dinero, no tengo dinero!Smiley :Dar da, sunt roman in tara meaOficial mi-e bine-asaDa' no tengo dinero, no tengo dinero!Am bani de datAm datorii la stat (x 8)Don Baxter :Beau iar eu nu de ce ci din nouAm bani de dat la stat numai mii de euroDar nu le dau nimic, aa, nu, nu vreuN-am nimic trecut pa numele meuAcu' nu c-as avea vreo' proprietate pe la mareAm doar prafu' da pa toba mareCare-mi suna poc-poc, poc-poc in cap"Ai bani de dat, da' n-ai nimic de luat"Asa c-o ard gen haiducilu' 7 caiPrind fetele pa cal ca-n Rapirea din SeraiNu le duc la palat, le duc la un prietenIi bag telenovede deci tre' sa faca m*** (The one)Banii zboara (x 4)Am bani de datAm datorii la stat (x 8)Moga :Tengo dinero, mucho, muchoMucisimo la ciorap si la saltea cum face chuchoMi-e lene sa-i numer ziua, ziua ca m-apuca noapteaSi statu' nu doarme te face sa bagi mana-n sac si sa-i dai parteaFiscul ne baga pe toti in sperieti cand bate la usaSe prinde de tine si-ti vine sa-l arzi cu bricheta ca pe-o capusaAi bani de dat, Tamara nu-ti e tie matusaPlatesti impozit pe libertate dar stai intr-o cuscaN-au maniere, faci cum ti se cereDai tot ce ai in punga fara ca nimic sa ti se ofereClasa politica vrea sa mai fac-o remaniereIar tu bati ritmul da' manele-n calorifere verePamflet pentr-un sistem defectIei credit ca sa-ti mai platesti un credit, nu-i corectVa bateti joc iar noi va batem pe umarAr trebui sa fiti batuti de miciCu paru'... fara numar!Am bani de datAm datoriï la stat (x 8)

Am bani de dat

I have money to giveI have debts (to pay) to the stateAlex :oh no! I don’t have money in my pocketi have not even a coin*and i scream: “i don’t have money, i don’t have money!”yooo! I’m just a vagabondi have no money in my accountand i scream: “i don’t have money, i don’t have money!”Smiley :and yo! I left my house yesterdayi don’t know what do you want from mebut i say: “i don’t have money, i don’t have money!”i know, and tommorow is the samethe wind is blowing in the wallet**(let it go!) i don’t have money, i don’t have money!the money are flyingI have money to giveI have debts (to pay) to the stateAlex :it’s dust inside the safe deposit and also in my stomachand i have nothing to …(hey!) eati don’t have money, i don’t have money!Smiley :but yes, i’m a romanian in my countryoficialy i’m just fine like thisbut i don’t have money, i don’t have money!I have money to give

I have debts (to pay) to the stateDon Baxter :I drink again not why but just againI have money to give to the state thousands of eurobut I give nothing to them, nop, no I don’t wantI have nothing (no property) on my namenow not that i would have a property on the sea sidei only have the dust on the big drumwho sounds like poc-poc poc-poc in my head“you have money to give, but u have nothing to recieve”so i act like Brigands of Seven horsesi get the girls on the horses like in “The kidnap from Serai”i don’t take them to the palace, i take them to a friendi put them telenovelas so they must do it very wellthe money are flyingI have money to giveI have debts (to pay) to the stateMoga :i have money, many manya lot (of money) in a sock and under the mattress like chucho doesi’m lazy to count them during the day, all day long till night catches meand the state doesn’t sleep, he makes you to check your account and to give his partthe fisc scares us all when knocks at the doorget’s stuck on you and you wanna burn him with the lighter like a louseyou have money to give, Tamara is not your aunt*****you pay taxes for freedom but you stay in a cagethey don’t have manners, you act like you are asked toyou give everything you have in your purse without receiving a thingthe political class wants to make another reshuffleand you, cousin, play the rhythm of manele on the heaterpamphlet for a broken systemyou take a credit in order to pay a previous credit, it’s not fairyou are making fun of us and we poke you on the shoulderyou should’ve been beaten since you were youngerwith the bat...continously