Текст и перевод песни Moja Rec - Ta zena je horor

Ta zena je horor

Ona je jediná v klube, čo si vie ogrcať výstrih.
Vylezie zo záchodu s pohárom v ruke a srká whisky.
Ked sa skrížia pohľadmi tvári sa cudne jak vždycky
A ked ho sklopí dole nehladí mu na tenisky.
Cez týždeň si sľubuje nepiť, cez víkend kúruje šiestich
A má to v piči v pravom zmysle slova ľutujem jej nindž.
Zavolá susedov zhora, že má čistý perník,
Pustí G-Unit a dá si s nimi fifty-sendvič.
Kloktá semeno jak keby je to ústna voda,
A nielen preto jej dali známi titul kurva roka.
Keby ide o chlapa tak je to hrdina a bon vival
No je to žena tak je to šľapka čo smrdí jak kólia,
Ale za čo by sa hanbila, robí to čo každý chlap,
Zabáva sa, opíja sa vždy to platí nejáky chlap.
Jej nový známy nie je schopný stiahnúť ju domov.
Križuje sa preklína ju jóó, tá žena je horror!

Nemluv o ní když ji vubec neznáš
Sám umíš být větší defka když chlastáš
Nemužeš ji vubec soudit tak přestáň
Si stejný jak ona tak se netvář...

čo s ňou chceš robiť, neurobíš nič... nič
Môžeš ju urobiť a ísť... ísť
Slečna uvoľnených mravov, veľa upotených chlapov
Prešlo jej rukami, spí s hocikým... kým... kým
Tá chik má Golden Touch jak Wich.
Jediné čo ti po nej ostane je zlatá žila.
Spíja sa jak sviňa na koncertoch MR, bejbe
Je denne pripravená na GangBang, ked je
Toho na ňu veľa hodí sa do kľudu,
Ubalí brko a pustí si U2 na YouTube.
Zavolá si týpka na sex cez Myspace,
Kým príde stiahne pol litra whisky priamo z fľaše.
Je doma v každom bare, vychlomtá na čo siahne
Nebolo to raz čo ju našli spať na podlahe
Stáva sa! Dáva pivo a absinth.
Dojdu prachy, zavesí si na hlavu gaťky a kričí platím.
Stiahne ťa niekde bokom,
Usmeje sa na Teba jej tretie oko, hnedé oko.
Jej nový typ jej volá, no ona nejde domov
Ani za kokot o-ou
Tá ženská je horror...

Nemluv o ní když ji vubec neznáš
Sám umíš být větší defka když chlastáš
Nemužeš ji vubec soudit tak přestáň
Si stejný jak ona tak se netvář...

Typ za typom, dick za dickom,
Chlap za chlapom, kár za károm.
Schody záchod, spálňa auto.
Sperma na bruchu, na chrbte vo vlasoch.
Pije do dna, pije do dňa.
Pije kľudne aj týždeň je voľná.
Chce to skúsiť, chce si užiť.
V každom z nás je kúsok kurvy!

Videla viac károv jak pisoáre v štadióne.
Ked vojde do baru tak sa celý bar baví o nej.
Ale klebety pre ňu nepredstavujú žiadny problém.
Tá žena má štýl, tá žena má štýl.

That Woman is a Horror

She's the only one in the club who can puke on her own cleavage.
She stumbles out of the bathroom, glass in hand, sipping whiskey.
When their eyes meet, she acts all strange, like always.
And when she looks down, she ain't checking out his sneakers.
During the week she promises not to drink, on the weekend she cures six guys' hangovers.
And she doesn't give a damn, literally, I pity her ninja.
She calls the neighbors upstairs, saying she's got fresh gingerbread,
Blasts G-Unit and has a fifty-sandwich with them.
She gargles semen like it's mouthwash,
And that's not the only reason her friends call her the slut of the year.
If it was a guy, he'd be a hero and a bon vivant,
But she's a woman, so she's a tramp who smells like a collie,
But why should she be ashamed? She does what every guy does,
Parties, gets drunk, and there's always some guy paying for it.
Her new acquaintance can't drag her home.
He crosses himself, cursing her, oh, that woman is a horror!

Don't talk about her when you don't even know her
You can be a bigger slut when you're drunk
You can't judge her at all, so stop it
You're the same as her, so don't act like...

What do you want to do with her, you won't do anything... anything
You can do her and leave... leave
A lady of loose morals, many sweaty guys
Have passed through her hands, she sleeps with anyone... anyone... anyone
That chick has the Golden Touch like Wich.
The only thing you'll have left after her is a golden vein.
She gets wasted like a pig at MR concerts, babe
She's ready for a GangBang every day, when she
It's too much for her, she calms down,
Rolls a joint and puts on U2 on YouTube.
She calls a dude for sex on Myspace,
Before he arrives, she downs half a liter of whiskey straight from the bottle.
She's at home in every bar, she'll guzzle down anything she can reach
It wasn't the first time they found her asleep on the floor
It happens! She's giving out beer and absinthe.
The money runs out, she hangs her panties on her head and yells "I'm paying."
She'll pull you aside somewhere,
Her third eye, her brown eye, will smile at you.
Her new guy calls her, but she's not going home
Not even for a dick o-oh
That woman is a horror...

Don't talk about her when you don't even know her
You can be a bigger slut when you're drunk
You can't judge her at all, so stop it
You're the same as her, so don't act like...

Guy after guy, dick after dick,
Man after man, car after car.
Bathroom stairs, bedroom car.
Sperm on her belly, on her back, in her hair.
She drinks to the bottom, she drinks to the day.
She'll even drink for a week if she's free.
She wants to try it, she wants to enjoy it.
There's a little bit of a slut in each of us!

She's seen more cars than urinals in a stadium.
When she walks into a bar, the whole bar talks about her.
But gossip is no problem for her.
That woman has style, that woman has style.