Lyrics and translation Sandra Lyng, Kaveh & Arshad Maimouni - Sommerflørt 2 #ResirkulertLyd (feat. Kaveh & Arshad Maimouni)

Sommerflørt 2 #ResirkulertLyd (feat. Kaveh & Arshad Maimouni)

Kan du ringe meg opp når du får tid?
Jeg vet du ikke har glemt at jeg var din favoritt
Så jeg forventer at du ringer opp
Og tar deg tid til å møte meg igjen
Og håper at det vil bli no′mer enn en sommerflørt
Opp ned, bak frem, henda i været
Kan kalle den dritten for bryting
Men det e'kke min ting å si ting
Men det e′kke min ting å si ting
Opp ned, bak frem
Fingerne mine gjør jobben
Kan kalle det hyssing
Jeg strikker deg en ullgenser
Jeg strikker deg en ullgenser
Jeg strikker deg en ullgenser
Jeg strikker deg en ullgenser
Veit, veit, veit det er en sommerflørt
Men vil at det skal vare året rundt
Hva er det du tror om K?
Bitch, ta av deg klærne nå
Penger er alt, avtaler tid
Plukker deg opp i Gunnar Greve sin bil
Og vi ruller opp som risla
Jeg stupa opp i den fitta
Baby liker en svarting
Baby, jeg har en svart ting
Æh på den, baby bare æh på den
Æh på den, baby taså æh på den
Vi er ment for å være
Du er konemateriale
Baby, gi meg no' sukker til de søte barna vi skal lage

Summer Fling 2 #ResirkulertLyd (feat. Kaveh & Arshad Maimouni)

Can you call me back when you have time?
I know you haven't forgotten that I was your favorite
So I expect you to call me back
And take the time to meet me again
And I hope that it will be more than a summer fling
Upside down, backwards, hands up in the air
Can call that shit wrestling
But it's not my thing to say things
But it's not my thing to say things
Upside down, backwards
My fingers do the job
Can call it twine
I'll knit you a wool sweater
I'll knit you a wool sweater
I'll knit you a wool sweater
I'll knit you a wool sweater
I know, I know, I know that it's a summer fling
But I want it to last all year round
What do you think about K?
Bitch, take off your clothes now
Money is everything, schedule time
Pick you up in Gunnar Greve's car
And we roll up as risla
I fell into that pussy
Baby likes a black man
Baby, I have a black thing
Yeah, baby, just yeah on it
Yeah on it, baby, take on it
We are meant to be
You are wife material
Baby, give me some sugar for the sweet kids we're gonna make