Buta - Z Ndjenja - перевод текста песни на английский

Текст и перевод песни Buta - Z Ndjenja




Z Ndjenja
Our Sunday
Hala fly flatra n′themra (Zoti Ndjenja)
Yo girl, my kicks are fresh (Sunday)
Dal n'qytet m′ngucin femnat (femnat)
I'm cruising the city, checking out the honeys
E qeli telefonin krejt zemra (zemra)
My phone's blowing up, all eyes on me
Pasha nanen nuk po rrej zemer
Momma, I'm a stud, can't deny it
Qa kom vesh kushton sa ni veshk, zemer (ehem)
Why be jealous, baby? We're all just vibing
Edhe n'brek emer mbiemer (uoh)
I'm dropping names like nobody's business
Prej kres deri n'themerr
From dusk till dawn
Krejt vesh emra mbiemra (uoh)
Keeping up with the latest fashion
Hala fly flatra n′themra (swag)
Yo girl, my kicks are fire (swag)
Dal n′qytet m'ngucin femnat (femnat)
I'm cruising the city, checking out the honeys
E qeli telefonin krejt zemra (zemra)
My phone's blowing up, all eyes on me
Pasha nanen nuk po rrej zemer (ee)
Momma, I'm a stud, can't deny it (yeah)
Qa kom vesh kushton sa ni veshk, zemer (ehem)
Why be jealous, baby? We're all just vibing
Edhe n′brek emer mbiemer (uoh)
I'm dropping names like nobody's business
Prej kres deri n'themerr
From dusk till dawn
Flatra n′kam Jeremy Scotta (uoh)
My kicks are Jeremy Scott (sick)
Tu bertit bota e jotja (e jotja)
You're living in the past, buddy
Dal n'shopping i la dy rroga
I'm out shopping, spending big bucks
Msova me fol italishten ma mire se Zambrotta
I speak Italian better than Zambrotta
Hala na ki neve tu pi vjollc si Luana
Yo girl, you're like an Albanian Luana
Hala um ki mu qitu n′treg me Luana (uoh)
I'm leaving with Luana tonight (yeah)
Maj biondine me veti si Luana (aw)
Blonde girls follow me like Luana
Ma e paqt se tamli i nanes
But I'm a player, momma's boy
Ti shet kim e i thu marijuhana
Smoking that green like I'm in a Snoop Dogg video
Trepi jem hala tu kcy prej hapav
Haters, stay mad while I keep shining
Fuck boy nuk i din ti kto gjana
You're a poser, bro, don't even try
Um ki kerr si Miranda
I'm like Miranda Kerr, fabulous
Qiky rabi qe pe pi un i Shqipnis o (uoh)
My girls are Albanian queens (yeah)
Qiky dhipi qe jom me to e Greqis o (uoh)
They're partying in Greece (yeah)
Qito tesha qe i kom vesh un t'Italis jon (ah)
They're wearing Italian designers (ah)
Mos em vet qfar firme jon se sun e shqiptoj (nc nc)
Don't ask me the brands, because I'm too cool to pronounce them
Krejt vesh emra mbiemra
Keeping up with the latest fashion
Hala fly flatra n'themra
Yo girl, my kicks are fire
Dal n′qytet m′ngucin femnat
I'm cruising the city, checking out the honeys
E qeli telefonin krejt zemra
My phone's blowing up, all eyes on me
Pasha nanen nuk po rrej zemer
Momma, I'm a stud, can't deny it
Qa kom vesh kushton sa ni veshk, zemer
Why be jealous, baby? We're all just vibing
Edhe n'brek emer mbiemer
I'm dropping names like nobody's business
Prej kres deri n′themerr
From dusk till dawn
I fuck your bitch, rregullisht
I'm fucking your girl, no question
Ti e di, sigurisht
You know it's true
Ej, zemer krejt senet shume t'ralla
Yo girl, all the ladies love me
E nuk qihna me dhipa qe mathin Jordan′ka (haha)
I'm not chasing after girls like Jordan (haha)
N'tel tu fol me plug si me nanen (uoh)
I talk to them like they're my mom (yeah)
Hang up pick up cdo minute telefonata
My phone's always ringing, day and night
E trusi t′kuqen nese nuk o per paren (prrr)
If you don't answer, I'll blow up your phone (brrr)
Qel m'shel ton diten, ton naten
You're always on my mind
Dajt i kom fansa i kom zon tu m'bo foto
Fans and girls want to take photos with me
Mu m′ke pas n′trap prej klases 8 bruh
They chased me out of class since I was 8
Sa e gjujta numrin se mu fjalt po m'perseriten
I know my number by heart because I get so many calls
Jom tu munu mos me ra ner hetime
Come hang out with me, don't waste your time on haters
Kur jom kon femi e kom pas idol Pablo-n
When I'm with my squad, I feel like Pablo (Escobar)
Jena tu bo lek sikur n′dit e Fatos Nano-s
I'm a legend, like Fatos Nano
Parja omel bonbon, ishalla s'des pa i bo ni milion
I'm stacking paper, hoping to become a millionaire
Krejt vesh emra mbiemra
Keeping up with the latest fashion
Hala fly flatra n′themra
Yo girl, my kicks are fire
Dal n'qytet m′ngucin femnat
I'm cruising the city, checking out the honeys
E qeli telefonin krejt zemra
My phone's blowing up, all eyes on me
Pasha nanen nuk po rrej zemer
Momma, I'm a stud, can't deny it
Qa kom vesh kushton sa ni veshk, zemer
Why be jealous, baby? We're all just vibing
Edhe n'brek emer mbiemer
I'm dropping names like nobody's business
Prej kres deri n'themerr
From dusk till dawn





Авторы: Buta, Cla$$ic


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