Zabranjeno pušenje "Bos il' hadžija" lyrics

Bos il' hadžija

Pos'o je dobar, a para lakaburazera je munto Šefket Ramadaninije stig'o ni da razmislia već je bio u kombijukoji fura prema grani

Stigla su i prva pisma od njegapis'o je da je često ispred nišanada voda holandske bakicei da prodaje porno filmove

Stari se sekirao do ludilaa ja sam bio ponosan na njegajer moj burazer živi od starog pravilail' si bos il' si hadžija

A onda ni glasa od njeganeki čovjek donese starom tri milje marakakaže ovo šalje Šefket Ramadanitoliko valjda košta život vani

Neki kažu da je htio da se osamostalineki nisu ništa rekli ili nisu znaliu kući gori svjeća pored ikoneali ja ne vjerujem nikome

Either Barefoot or a Haji

The work is good, and the money is easyMy bro was told by Šefket RamadaniHe didn't even have time to think about itAnd he was already in a vanDriving towards the border

First letters from him arrivedHe wrote that he's often in the cross-hairThat he pimps Dutch granniesAnd that he sells porno movies

The old man worried himself to madnessBut I was proud of himBecause my bro lives by the old rule:You're either barefoot, or you're a Haji

And then, not a word from himSome guy brought my old man three thousand deutschmarksHe says - This is from Šefket RamadaniI guess that's the price of a life abroad

Some say he wanted to be independentSome didn't say anything, some didn't knowIn the house a candle burns next to the iconBut I don't believe anyone

Because my bro lives by the old rule:You're either barefoot, or you're a Haji