Paroles et traduction Rakkere - TWISTER

TWISTER

Jeg spiller twister hele natta
Kjenner hoftene til takta
Akka, bakka, bonka, rakka
F-F-Ferdig, lærdi' snakka
Han ruller fleiper, inn i fakta
Havner fort i lommejakka
Leker fet og kompis datt av
Ja du får hele fuckings pakka
Uten syndetur og frakta
Jeg bare halelalelujah
Ja, blower opp som en bazooka
Alle homies under puta

Bro jeg er stacked up hele uka
Fortsatt tenna under puta
Grinder gamet inni stua
Hvordan går det?

Det går bra bro
Boden ber for den shitten
Katholisk for den klikken
Spinner fargene med tiden
Til vi faller
Og djevler fortsetter å maler
Gjengen din er fullt av fitter
Gjengen min er fullt av baller
Folk vil dø for den beaten
Sticker bomba hele trikken
Til de grader

Jeg spiller twister hele natta
Kjenner hoftene til takta
Akka, bakka, bonka, rakka
F-F-Ferdig, lærdi' snakka
Han ruller fleiper, inn i fakta
Havner fort i lommejakka
Leker fet og kompis datt av
Ja du får hele fuckings pakka
Uten syndetur og frakta
Jeg bare ha-le-la-le-lujah
Ja, blower opp som en bazooka
Alle homies under puta

Spinner i kveld, vi vinner i kveld
Det daler under dynen min venn
Det er grønt her som spenn
Bro nå blir all den tiden her spent
Fem farger midt på gulvet
Alt i alt var drømmene tjent
Og så var hendene, føttene, fargene fallt

Kryper rundt som kakkelakker
Hvorfor snakker du så høyt om ting når ingen snakker
Hvorfor tar du ting så seriøst når vi bare fakker
Hvorfor tar du ting så seriøst når vi bare fakker

Jeg spiller twister hele natta
Kjenner hoftene til takta
Akka, bakka, bonka, rakka
F-F-Ferdig, lærdi' snakka
Han ruller fleiper, inn i fakta
Havner fort i lommejakka
Leker fet og kompis datt av
Ja du får hele fuckings pakka
Uten syndetur og frakta
Jeg bare ha-le-la-le-lujah
Ja, blower opp som en bazooka
Alle homies under puta

TWISTER

I play Twister all night long
Feel my hips move to the beat
Akka, bakka, bonka, rakka
F-F-Finished, learned to talk
He rolls jokes, into facts
Quickly ends up in the coat pocket
Playing tough and buddy fell off
Yeah, you get the whole fucking package
Without a trip of sin and freight
I just hallelujah
Yeah, blowing up like a bazooka
All homies under the pillow

Bro, I'm stacked up all week
Still got teeth under the pillow
Grinding the game in the living room
How's it going?

It's going well, bro
The basement prays for that shit
Catholic for the clique
Spinning the colors with time
Until we fall
And devils keep painting
Your crew is full of pussies
My crew is full of balls
People will die for that beat
Sticker bombing the whole tram
To such a degree

I play Twister all night long
Feel my hips move to the beat
Akka, bakka, bonka, rakka
F-F-Finished, learned to talk
He rolls jokes, into facts
Quickly ends up in the coat pocket
Playing tough and buddy fell off
Yeah, you get the whole fucking package
Without a trip of sin and freight
I just ha-le-la-le-lujah
Yeah, blowing up like a bazooka
All homies under the pillow

Spinning tonight, we're winning tonight
It's falling under the covers, my friend
It's green here like cash
Bro, now all this time is being spent
Five colors in the middle of the floor
All in all, the dreams were earned
And then the hands, the feet, the colors fell

Crawling around like cockroaches
Why are you talking so loud about things when no one's talking
Why do you take things so seriously when we're just fucking around
Why do you take things so seriously when we're just fucking around

I play Twister all night long
Feel my hips move to the beat
Akka, bakka, bonka, rakka
F-F-Finished, learned to talk
He rolls jokes, into facts
Quickly ends up in the coat pocket
Playing tough and buddy fell off
Yeah, you get the whole fucking package
Without a trip of sin and freight
I just ha-le-la-le-lujah
Yeah, blowing up like a bazooka
All homies under the pillow