Paroles et traduction Haziq Haze feat. Danobita - CHAMPION V2

CHAMPION V2

Aku champion standard label aku champagne
Tiada lagi fresh oren kedai mamak seringgit dua puluh sen
Barang habis aku bersin barang rendam dalam besen
Main ringgit bukan sen sen

Aku dano anak jati johor tidak pernah tidur dan sentiasa kebulur
Dan kau jadi do it bukan kira duit tapi kira jodoh
Masih jadi bodoh masih lagi tidur
Mimpi dalam limbo tap macam touchngo dab macam bimbo dan kau memang kuno

Aku champion tak agresif tapi perempuan berduyun
Kau masih loser tiada muka perempuan pun kau hayun
Laki macam kau spesis sama mereka kerja di susur
Sikit berbeza mereka special mereka masih ada telur

Tapi kau punya mana doh

Aku champion standard label aku champagne
Tiada lagi fresh oren kedai mamak seringgit dua puluh sen
Barang habis aku bersin barang rendam dalam besen
Main ringgit bukan sen sen

Aku paling ori bukan botox
Bawak hilux play analog macam xbox
Clean feet so sweet aku full set pakai reebox
Aku so clean kena detox dekat safe house itu fort knox

Top boy dengan kodroi macam koboi
Top scene dengan husin aku move in
Nombor satu atas podium champion tanpa medium
Still the best in the stadium

Lawan aku tolong tanggal baju dan kau tanggal helmet
Biar pilih lawan aku lawan johan dan bukan mat rempit
Dan bukan si sempit dan bukan si kepit ustaz dalam estet jawi mata sepet

Aku champion standard label aku champagne
Tiada lagi fresh oren kedai mamak seringgit dua puluh sen
Barang habis aku bersin barang rendam dalam besen
Main ringgit bukan sen sen

CHAMPION V2

I am a champion, my standard label is champagne
No more fresh oranges from the mamak store for a dollar and twenty cents
When I run out of supplies, I sneeze and soak them in a basin
I play with dollars, not cents

I am Dano, a native of Johor, who never sleeps and is always hungry
And you, do it, not for money, but for love
Still foolish, still sleeping
Dreaming in limbo, tapping like a touchngo, swaying like a bimbo, and you are truly old-fashioned

I am a champion, not aggressive, but women come in droves
You are still a loser, no face, even women you swing
Men like you are the same as those who work on the streets
A little different, they are special, they still have balls

But where's your dough?

I am a champion, my standard label is champagne
No more fresh oranges from the mamak store for a dollar and twenty cents
When I run out of supplies, I sneeze and soak them in a basin
I play with dollars, not cents

I am the most original, not botoxed
Driving a Hilux, playing analog like an Xbox
Clean feet so sweet, I wear a full set of Reeboks
I am so clean that I need to detox at a safe house like Fort Knox

Top boy with a cowboy's kerchief
Top scene with Husin, I move in
Number one on the podium, champion without a medium
Still the best in the stadium

Fight me, take off your shirt and your helmet
Let me choose my opponent, I'll fight a champion, not a street racer
And not the skinny one, and not the one who squeezes, the ustaz in the Jawi estate with narrow eyes

I am a champion, my standard label is champagne
No more fresh oranges from the mamak store for a dollar and twenty cents
When I run out of supplies, I sneeze and soak them in a basin
I play with dollars, not cents