Paroles et traduction Johnson - Det Her

Det Her

Du inviterer hende ud, jeg tager hende hjem
Hun tager ikke telefon for hun ligger inde i min seng
Og får lidt af, det her, det her, det her og det her,
Det her, det her, det her og det her
Du inviterer hende ud, jeg tager hende hjem
Hun tager ikke telefon for hun ligger inde i min seng
Og får lidt af, det her, det her, det her og det her,
Det her, det her, det her og det her
Kommer til din by, er der kun i et par timer
Skynd dig at sige det højt baby, hvis du har noget du vil give mig
Lad de andre fjolser invitere dig ud på middag
Men jeg ved du gider ikk′ det shit når du får lidt af det her
Folk de siger jeg kendt, men hvad siger du selv
Hvis jeg ikk' var, vil du ikk′ tage med mig hjem alligevel
Er det virkelig så forkert at have et kæmpe ego
Når jeg er en fine-ass nigga, det kan alle se jo
Shopper med din dame, trækker det fra i skatten
Jeg bawler hele dagen og knepper hele natten
Ay' dawg du burde lære lidt af den her sang
For det samme sker hver gang
Du inviterer hende ud, jeg tager hende hjem
Hun tager ikke telefon for hun ligger inde i min seng
Og får lidt af, det her, det her, det her og det her,
Det her, det her, det her og det her
Du inviterer hende ud, jeg tager hende hjem
Hun tager ikke telefon for hun ligger inde i min seng
Og får lidt af, det her, det her, det her og det her,
Det her, det her, det her og det her
Alle de dårlige scorereplikker flyver lige forbi hende
Gider ikk' at have de drinks som du prøver på at give hende
Glem det mayn, flyt dig lidt for nu kommer pedellen
Jeg fejer begge ben væk og bærer hende til hotellet
Roomservice, jacuzzi og alt det der
Betyder ikk′ en skid for hun er jo alt det værd
Gider ikk′ og have en fyr som der er bange for hende
Hun vil have en rigtig mand som vender vrangen på hende
Får dem ud af tøjet nemmere end at blinke mine øjne
Fuck at stå i baren og fortælle en masse løgne
Ay' dawg du burde lære lidt af den her sang
For det samme sker hver gang
Du inviterer hende ud, jeg tager hende hjem
Hun tager ikke telefon for hun ligger inde i min seng
Og får lidt af, det her, det her, det her og det her,
Det her, det her, det her og det her
Du inviterer hende ud, jeg tager hende hjem
Hun tager ikke telefon for hun ligger inde i min seng
Og får lidt af, det her, det her, det her og det her,
Det her, det her, det her og det her

Det Her

You invite her out, I'll take her home
She doesn't answer the phone because she's in my bed.
And get a little bit of, this, this, this and this,
This, this, this and this
You invite her out, I'll take her home
She doesn't answer the phone because she's in my bed.
And get a little bit of, this, this, this and this,
This, this, this and this
Coming to your city, there is only for a few hours
Hurry to say it out loud baby if you have anything you want to give me
Let the other fools invite you out to dinner
But I know you don't want that shit when you get a little bit of this
People they say I know, but what do you say yourself
If I wasn't, wouldn't you take me home anyway
Is it really that wrong to have a huge ego
When I'm a fine-ass nigga, everyone can see that jo
Shopping with your lady, deducting it in the tax
I bawle all day and fuck all night
Ay'dawg you should learn a little from this song
Because the same thing happens every time
You invite her out, I'll take her home
She doesn't answer the phone because she's in my bed.
And get a little bit of, this, this, this and this,
This, this, this and this
You invite her out, I'll take her home
She doesn't answer the phone because she's in my bed.
And get a little bit of, this, this, this and this,
This, this, this and this
All the bad score lines fly right past her
Don't want the drinks you're trying to give her.
Forget it mayn, move a little ' cause now comes the janitor
I sweep both legs away and carry her to the hotel
Room service, jacuzzi and all that
It doesn't matter because she's worth it.
I don't want a guy who's afraid of me.
She wants a real man who turns her inside out
Getting them out of clothes easier than blinking my eyes
Fuck standing in the bar and telling a lot of lies
Ay'dawg you should learn a little from this song
Because the same thing happens every time
You invite her out, I'll take her home
She doesn't answer the phone because she's in my bed.
And get a little bit of, this, this, this and this,
This, this, this and this
You invite her out, I'll take her home
She doesn't answer the phone because she's in my bed.
And get a little bit of, this, this, this and this,
This, this, this and this