Текст и перевод песни GRU - Pizza Vegetariana II

Pizza Vegetariana II

Pazi, ima jedna u kraju
Svi je znaju, svi je spopadaju, svi je cimaju
Svi se primaju na nju
Kola staju kada seta ulicom
Ljulja guzicom, sve vodi kratkom uzicom

Svi je zovu "vegeteriana"
Niko ne zna da l' ga prima, da l' je sama
Da l' je dama ili glumi da je dama
Za sve nas nedodirljiva
Suvise probirljiva

Nikom' nije jasno
Da l' je prednost ili mana
Sve nas uci pameti k'o da nam je mama
Uvek sama, misticna
Za Srbiju na prvi pogled nekarakteristicna

Mnoge je sludela
Zaludela, pomutila razum
Zum sa terase, hoce devojku za mase
Da se hvale da je imaju, ali zato
Bio frajer, postao voajer, bato

Svi u kraju je dobro znaju
(Svi je dobro znaju)
I svi je zovu vegeteriana
I kao dzukci okolo laju
(Kazu) hiljadu vrlina
Samo jedna mana

Ona je umoljiva, jos vise nepokoriva
Potpuno neodoljivo naizgled izgleda
Da (sta) je ne zanimaju
Tipovi dobacuju i snimaju
Na svakom koraku presrecu

Cuo sam price kako donosi nesrecu
Svakom prilikom kad neko pokusa da flertuje
Sa losom pricom startuje, u startu ga pokopa

Pizza vegeteriana jeste sjajna i bajna
Ali, nikom nisu jasna njena interesovanja
Kada izlazi iz stana, ona blista i sjaji
Tu su "Donna Karan"
"Gucci", "Fendi", "Cavali"
U gradu svima dobro znana
Slatka, mala vegeteriana

S nogu obara mase
Pre neki dan sam video je golu s terase
Kako se proteze, tek se probudila
Pa me je sludela ta scena
Savrsena, bez mane kad prodje
Pored srca da stane

Na usta vodica krene od zelje
Dok ona vristi, ja se derem
Pizza vegeteriana ona bila je nekad
I nije davala nikad

A zuta stampa sada puna je slika
Njenih fotografija, teska pornografija
Cuo sam pricu da je
Pregazila cela narko-mafija

Sada radi u agenciji za poslovnu pratnju
Radi radnju
Samo da bi jednog dana postala svoj gazda
Zato je dala kintu za nadogradnju

Od teretane, manikira
Pedikira, niko ne sme da je dira
Ima stila, uvek vodi debila sa sobom
Trguju sa njom kao sa jeftinom robom
(A sto je jeftino, to se dobro prodaje)

Prima ih u svoje odaje
Izraz lica je odaje
Legenda iz kraja ona bila je
Srusila je mit, postala kopija
Vegeteriana, samo utopija

Vegetarian Pizza II

Watch out, there's one in the hood
Everyone knows her, everyone hits on her, everyone bothers her
Everyone's drawn to her
Cars stop when she walks down the street
Swaying her hips, she keeps everyone on a short leash

They all call her "vegetarian"
No one knows if she's dating, if she's alone
If she's a lady or just playing one
Untouchable to all of us
Too picky

No one understands
Whether it's an advantage or a flaw
She teaches us all like she's our mother
Always alone, mysterious
For Serbia, at first glance, uncharacteristic

She drove many crazy
Infatuated, clouded their judgment
Zoom from the terrace, they want a girl for the masses
To brag about having her, but because of that
From a cool guy, he became a voyeur, bro

Everyone in the hood knows her well
(Everyone knows her well)
And they all call her vegetarian
And they bark around like mutts
(They say) a thousand virtues
Only one flaw

She's unyielding, even more unconquerable
Completely irresistible in appearance
That (what) she's not interested in
Guys catcall and film her
Intercept her at every step

I've heard stories about her bringing bad luck
Every time someone tries to flirt
Starts with a bad line, she buries him right away

Vegetarian pizza is brilliant and wonderful
But, no one understands her interests
When she leaves the apartment, she shines and glows
There's "Donna Karan"
"Gucci", "Fendi", "Cavalli"
Well-known to everyone in the city
Sweet, little vegetarian

She knocks the masses off their feet
The other day I saw her naked from the terrace
As she stretches, just woke up
And that scene drove me crazy
Perfect, flawless when she walks by
Makes the heart stop

My mouth waters with desire
While she screams, I yell
Vegetarian pizza, she used to be
And she never gave in

And the tabloids are now full of pictures
Her photographs, heavy pornography
I heard a story that she
Was run over by the entire drug mafia

Now she works at a business escort agency
Doing the job
Just to become her own boss one day
That's why she spent money on upgrades

From the gym, manicure
Pedicure, no one dares to touch her
She has style, always brings an idiot with her
They trade her like cheap goods
(And what's cheap sells well)

She receives them in her chambers
Her facial expression betrays her
She was a legend from the hood
She broke the myth, became a copy
Vegetarian, just a utopia