Paroles et traduction Larry - Wimbledon

Wimbledon

Tennis kæderne, de koster et hus
Hun synes, jeg' nuttet; man sku' tro, jeg' Balou
Mistede mange, men mistede aldrig mig selv
Har en kvart tilbage, men ingen NFL

Brormand, jeg har ro sindet, har et Ro' på armen
Og mit linjenummer, det' i gang
Jeg har en yngre med mig, som der tog et liv
For han vil virkelig gern' op i rank
De savner den gamle Larry, jeg' så langt fremm'
Så jeg ta'r det som et kompliment
Henter stadig bare fem af gangen
Som der ude på gaden blev til gram, wuh

Jeg talt' en mil, som om jeg havde vundet (wuh, wuh, wuh)
Jeg gemt' nogle ting, som aldrig blev fundet (yeah, yeah)
Har røget noget moon rock, det' fra rummet
Det bli'r stadig sejlet over sundet
Lægger fire i dig, ikk' i gulvet

Tennis kæderne, de koster et hus
Hun synes, jeg' nuttet; man sku' tro, jeg' Balou
Mistede mange, men mistede aldrig mig selv
Har en kvart tilbage, men ingen NFL

Smooth operator
Vi stod på hjørnet, delt' ud, som det' Macarena
Du og din' veninder (yeah, yeah)
De har danset hel' natten med en Beretta

Jeg' skyld i, mange de fik penge på lommen
Ude at løb' ligesom Wimbledon
Cool Runnings, det' mit vinterhold
Ham din lille mand, han ska' tænk' sig om
Jeg var nede på blokken med de kold-hjertede
Junkierne elskede håndværket
Ny wave, jeg ka' oplære dem
Larry 44, jeg' en holdstjerne

Jeg spurgt' min bror, hvor mange, han har hullet (wuh, wuh, wuh)
Ka' skub' tre-fire styks på en måned (yeah, yeah)
Nu' alle min' opps pludeslig forsvundet (wuh, wuh)
Hun kaster røven helt ned til gulvet

Tennis kæderne, de koster et hus
Hun synes, jeg' nuttet; man sku' tro, jeg' Balou
Mistede mange, men mistede aldrig mig selv
Har en kvart tilbage, men ingen NFL

Smooth operator
Vi stod på hjørnet, delt' ud som det' Macarena
Du og din' veninder (yeah, yeah)
De har danset hel' natten med en Beretta
Smooth operator
Vi stod på hjørnet, delt' ud som det' Macarena
Du og din' veninder (yeah, yeah)
De har danset hel' natten med en Beretta

Wimbledon

My tennis chains cost a fortune, girl
You think I'm cute; you'd think I'm Baloo
Lost many, but never lost myself
Got a quarter left, but no NFL

Brother, I've got peace of mind, got a Rolex on my wrist
And my line's buzzing, it's non-stop
I got a young one with me who took a life
Cause he really wants to climb the ranks
They miss the old Larry, I'm so far ahead
So I take it as a compliment
Still only picking up five at a time
Which out on the streets turned into grams, whoa

I walked a mile like I had won (whoa, whoa, whoa)
I hid some things that were never found (yeah, yeah)
Smoked some moon rock, it's from outer space
It's still being sailed across the strait
Putting four in you, not in the floor, baby

My tennis chains cost a fortune, girl
You think I'm cute; you'd think I'm Baloo
Lost many, but never lost myself
Got a quarter left, but no NFL

Smooth operator
We stood on the corner, dealing it out like the Macarena
You and your friends (yeah, yeah)
They danced all night with a Beretta

I'm the reason many got money in their pockets
Out running like Wimbledon
Cool Runnings, that's my winter crew
Your little man, he should think twice
I was down on the block with the cold-hearted
The junkies loved the craftsmanship
New wave, I can train them
Larry 44, I'm an all-star

I asked my brother how many he's shot (whoa, whoa, whoa)
Can push three, four pieces in a month (yeah, yeah)
Now all my opps suddenly disappeared (whoa, whoa)
She throws her ass all the way to the floor

My tennis chains cost a fortune, girl
You think I'm cute; you'd think I'm Baloo
Lost many, but never lost myself
Got a quarter left, but no NFL

Smooth operator
We stood on the corner, dealing it out like the Macarena
You and your friends (yeah, yeah)
They danced all night with a Beretta
Smooth operator
We stood on the corner, dealing it out like the Macarena
You and your friends (yeah, yeah)
They danced all night with a Beretta