Lyrics and translation L.O.C. - Hvor Er De Henne?

Hvor Er De Henne?

Jeg er stodderkarlen, med læderremmen,
Der hænger skrå!
Lad vær' med at komme for tæt på, for der' smæk på!
I latterlige playerhaters!
Er jeg trætte af!
Står stadig højt som en bitch, gennem et soltag!
Det er F.I.P., Århus V, på fanen,
Kaptajnen for stodderne, der jagter dit hold af banen!
Navnet er L.O.C.!
Hvad har du ild i?
Vifter med papkruset, når sprutten den er billig!
Det er guldbarnet, der skinner li'som platin,
Holder min position, I kan ikke tage min!
Og hælder benzin på bålet indtil daggry,
Lyssky, og rammer klubber for at søge ly!
Så, tjek lige den røv når den hopper,
På en pæn pige, men ikke længere når hun stopper!
For taletøjet det slår aldrig fejl,
Jeg' stadig på vejen med flasker, og trusser i bakspejlet!

Fem blæste bitches, der bootyshaker på et bord!
(Du snakker om ho's, men hvor' de henn'?)
Mønter nok til at malke baren, mens de andre glor!
(Du snakker om seddeler, hvor' de henn'?)
Hele holdet hænger fast ved hoften, ved du hvad jeg tror!?
(Du snakker om stoddere, hvor' de henn'?)
Du snakker stadig stort, sammen med de andre heffere!
(Du har jo ik' en skid, så hvor'n er den?)

So, der' halv pris!
Lir det' os,
Og byttegaranti, hvis dit lort ikk' virker!
Så vælg din gift, og bland med sød aperitif,
Er der overtal af bitches, skal du bare pift!
Ja det' varmt, ikk' hot!
Så smid dit kluns!
Og den drink, skal du bare køre helt til bunds!
Hvor' dine veninder henne?
Heffer kom igen!
Lidt let at støde, måske sku' du ha' holdt dig hjemme!
Ja, jeg kaldt' dig ho!
Og det ramte dig!
Så fuck dig!
Det så'n man snakker, hvor jeg' fra!
Du blæser min brandert, dig og din deodorant,
Whoops! Pis af!
Yes sir, jeg' ignorant!
Knaldrøde øjne, enden er langtfra nær,
Ender med at blive lam nok, til at malke på Birthe Kjær!
Allerede godt knast, så hold godt fast,
Jeg kører sådan her, til næste terningekast!

Fem blæste bitches, der bootyshaker på et bord!
(Du snakker om ho's, men hvor' de henn'?)
Mønter nok til at malke baren, mens de andre glor!
(Du snakker om seddeler, hvor' de henn'?)
Hele holdet hænger fast ved hoften, ved du hvad jeg tror!?
(Du snakker om stoddere, hvor' de henn'?)
Du snakker stadig stort, sammen med de andre heffere!
(Du har jo ik' en skid, så hvor'n er den?)

Reinkarnationen af Sinatra!
Den blåøjede stodder, der sidder og sipper,
Inde på sin lokale bar!
Jeg kiggede lige ind, for at se til min tilstand,
Stadig på toppen!
Danmarks største charlatan!
Jeg indrømmer, jeg' helt fra den,
Der' ild i pisset, og lortet det går ned af bakken!
Så er du med?
Det' her vi hælder sprut ned!
Og pantsætter i baren, så hvor' din guldkæde!?

Fem blæste bitches, der bootyshaker på et bord!
(Du snakker om ho's, men hvor' de henn'?)
Mønter nok til at malke baren, mens de andre glor!
(Du snakker om seddeler, hvor' de henn'?)
Hele holdet hænger fast ved hoften, ved du hvad jeg tror!?
(Du snakker om stoddere, hvor' de henn'?)
Du snakker stadig stort, sammen med de andre heffere!
(Du har jo ik' en skid, så hvor'n er den?)
(Du snakker om ho's, men hvor' de henn'?)
(Du snakker om seddeler, hvor' de henn'?)
(Du snakker om stoddere, hvor' de henn'?)
(Du har jo ik' en skid, så hvor'n er den?)

Where Are They At?

I'm the cocky bastard, with the leather belt,
Hanging low!
Don't get too close, 'cause there's a smack coming!
You ridiculous player haters!
I'm sick of!
Still standing tall as a bitch, through a sunroof!
It's F.I.P., Århus V, on the flag,
The captain of the swaggerers, chasing your team off the field!
The name is L.O.C.!
What are you firing up?
Waving my paper cup, when the booze is cheap!
It's the golden child, shining like platinum,
Holding my position, you can't take mine!
And pouring gasoline on the fire until dawn,
Shady, hitting clubs for shelter!
So, check out that ass when it's bouncing,
On a pretty girl, but not so much when she stops!
'Cause the sweet talk never fails,
I'm still on the road with bottles and panties in the rearview mirror!

Five blasted bitches, booty shaking on a table!
(You talk about ho's, but where are they?)
Enough coins to milk the bar, while the others stare!
(You talk about bills, where are they?)
The whole crew hanging tight at the hip, you know what I think!?
(You talk about swaggerers, where are they?)
You're still talking big, along with the other losers!
(You ain't got shit, so where is it?)

So, it's half price!
Let's get it on,
And a trade-in guarantee if your crap doesn't work!
So choose your poison, and mix it with a sweet aperitif,
If there's an excess of bitches, just whistle!
Yeah, it's warm, not hot!
So throw off your junk!
And that drink, you just gotta drive it all the way down!
Where are your girlfriends?
Loser, come again!
A little easy to offend, maybe you should have stayed home!
Yeah, I called you a ho!
And it hit you!
So fuck you!
That's how we talk where I'm from!
You're blowing my buzz, you and your deodorant,
Whoops! Piss off!
Yes sir, I'm ignorant!
Bloodshot eyes, the end is far from near,
Gonna end up drunk enough to milk Birthe Kjær!
Already pretty toasted, so hold on tight,
I'm riding like this, until the next roll of the dice!

Five blasted bitches, booty shaking on a table!
(You talk about ho's, but where are they?)
Enough coins to milk the bar, while the others stare!
(You talk about bills, where are they?)
The whole crew hanging tight at the hip, you know what I think!?
(You talk about swaggerers, where are they?)
You're still talking big, along with the other losers!
(You ain't got shit, so where is it?)

The reincarnation of Sinatra!
The blue-eyed swaggerer, sitting and sipping,
Inside his local bar!
I just stopped by to check on my condition,
Still at the top!
Denmark's biggest charlatan!
I admit, I'm completely out of it,
There's fire in my piss, and the shit's going downhill!
So are you in?
This is where we pour down the booze!
And pawn at the bar, so where's your gold chain!?

Five blasted bitches, booty shaking on a table!
(You talk about ho's, but where are they?)
Enough coins to milk the bar, while the others stare!
(You talk about bills, where are they?)
The whole crew hanging tight at the hip, you know what I think!?
(You talk about swaggerers, where are they?)
You're still talking big, along with the other losers!
(You ain't got shit, so where is it?)
(You talk about ho's, but where are they?)
(You talk about bills, where are they?)
(You talk about swaggerers, where are they?)
(You ain't got shit, so where is it?)