Текст и перевод песни Oral Bee feat. Mr. Pimp-Lotion - Uten Stopp

Uten Stopp

Du skrur meg opp
Vil henge med deg helt uten stopp
Du skrur meg opp (what up, what up)
Vil klenge på deg helt uten stopp

Jeg har alltid vært en spiller som den gutten Philip Lahm
Har pimpa hoes i stereo, ikke vært så monogam
Men dama som jeg henger ut med nå, hun er the bomb
Hun er en type chick jeg kunne tatt med hjem til mom
Alle mine homies sier Beezy, keep calm
De ser meg hoppe opp og ned i sofaen sånn som Tom
De spør om jeg skal bli med ut, og Beezy sier uhm
Dama mi skal koke opp en dish fra Vietnam
Hun gjør meg happy sånn som Kash King
Back in the days var jeg en versting
Når det kom til hoes, når det kom til hoes
Jeg gikk fra bøffel til tøffel
Har aldri vært den typen som spanderer en trøffel
Nå bringer kelneren ut dessert og Veuve
Jeg payer for alt, mayne – det her er luv

Du skrur meg opp (what up, what up)
Vil henge med deg helt uten stopp Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Du skrur meg opp (what up, what up)
Vil klenge på deg helt uten stopp Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Jeg gå'kke hardt på disse hoesa mer

Yo, Pimp L, L står ikke for loser
Jeg er en rapper, playboy, producer
Du kjenner meg, jeg har hatt flust med chicks
Freshe unge ladies, ingen rustne chicks
Jeg ba dem hjem på litt vin og kokkelering
Å legge opp som pimp har jeg aldri tatt opp til vurdering
Jeg holdt det gående med minst ett dusin
Men så møtte jeg en jente som var slående fin
Og hun putta det ned, så jeg putta det på
Alle andre damer har jeg kutta ut nå
Og gangene jeg henger ut med gutta blir få
Du vil ikke tro det, mayne, men Tinder har jeg slutta med nå Hun er en top-notch biatch
Så hun passer for en playa
En top-notch biatch
Og hvis du skulle undre; hun holder shitten hundre

Du skrur meg opp (what up, what up)
Vil henge med deg helt uten stopp Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Du skrur meg opp (what up, what up)
Vil klenge på deg helt uten stopp Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Jeg gå'kke hardt på disse hoesa mer
Du skrur meg opp
Vil henge med deg helt uten stopp
Du skrur meg opp
Vil klenge på deg helt uten stopp
Du skrur meg opp (what up, what up)
Vil henge med deg helt uten stopp Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Du skrur meg opp (what up, what up)
Vil klenge på deg helt uten stopp

Non-Stop

You turn me on
Wanna hang with you non-stop
You turn me on (what up, what up)
Wanna cling to you non-stop

I've always been a player like that dude Philip Lahm
Pimped hoes in stereo, haven't been so monogamous
But the girl I'm hanging out with now, she's the bomb
She's the type of chick I could take home to mom
All my homies say Beezy, keep calm
They see me jumping up and down on the sofa like Tom
They ask if I'm going out, and Beezy says uhm
My girl's gonna cook up a dish from Vietnam
She makes me happy like Kash King
Back in the days I was a badass
When it came to hoes, when it came to hoes
I went from buffalo to slippers
I've never been the type to splurge on a truffle
Now the waiter brings out dessert and Veuve
I'm paying for everything, mayne – this is love

You turn me on (what up, what up)
Wanna hang with you non-stop Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
You turn me on (what up, what up)
Wanna cling to you non-stop Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
I don't go hard on these hoes anymore

Yo, Pimp L, L doesn't stand for loser
I'm a rapper, playboy, producer
You know me, I've had plenty of chicks
Fresh young ladies, no rusty chicks
I invited them home for some wine and cooking
Quitting being a pimp is something I've never considered
I kept it going with at least a dozen
But then I met a girl who was strikingly fine
And she put it down, so I put it on
I've cut off all the other ladies now
And the times I hang out with the guys are few
You won't believe it, mayne, but I quit Tinder now She's a top-notch biatch
So she's right for a playa
A top-notch biatch
And in case you were wondering; she keeps it one hundred

You turn me on (what up, what up)
Wanna hang with you non-stop Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
You turn me on (what up, what up)
Wanna cling to you non-stop Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
I don't go hard on these hoes anymore
You turn me on
Wanna hang with you non-stop
You turn me on
Wanna cling to you non-stop
You turn me on (what up, what up)
Wanna hang with you non-stop Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
You turn me on (what up, what up)
Wanna cling to you non-stop