Frayser Boy — It's Da Summa Tyme tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Yeah, the hoes gonna come out to dis one boy
We gon' let y’all know how we do it in da south man
With the motherfuckin golds in our mouth
In da summa time, we get washed up
Then we gotta get glocked up, yeah
DJ Paul. Juicy J. Fr-Fr Fr-Fr Frayser Boy
(Frayser Boy)
9:30 in tha morning, nigga’still yawnin'
Roll me up a blunt, cause a nigga is jonein'
Picked up my cell phone, checked all my missed calls
Bitches playin on my whore, got a playa pissed off
Its another pretty day, but its kinda hot dawg
Plenty freaky hoes out, tryin' to get knocked off
Little bitty ass shorts, tryin' to show they ass cheeks
Love me a freaky bitch, don’t like em 'less they nasty
Everybody gettin' out, gettin' they cars washed up
Hate it for my niggas gotta spend they summas locked up
Police, yeah they watch us, hope they let us roll by
In da Bay its very hot and everybody know why
So high, pull da weed needin' me some soul food
Boy you finna a BBQ, Shit I’m finna roll through
All day ridin', weekends clubin'
Blowin' money, shootin' dice, nigga its nothin
In da trunk bangin', in da hood hangin'
Do it real big, its da summa time ain’t it?
(D.J. Paul)
I come from the city where they love to ride big rims on errything
Keep a unit and some green that’s on errything
Campaign, cause it ain’t no thang when its on mayne
Do it bigger than the Statue of Liberty cause we Chrome mayne
Up at noon, I fire 'ah blunt up for my breakfast
Hit the cleaners, pick up my Dickies with tha creases
Liquor store, gotta get some more, cause the last last night
Hit up 'Cris, gotta get some 'yo or it won’t be right
Rep the hood, nuttin' special, this what we always do
But its sumthin' about when the sun is out it make ya feel so new
I’m washed up, I’m glocked up
'bout to trip on woahs and 2 liters get it yerked up
Ya’ll know how we do, when we do what we do, do?
We do us and only us and so much you need to do
You Lil homie, we keep it jumpin' out with stunt mens and buildings
We grillin' and killin' and choppin' it up with all that security, ya hear me
In da trunk bangin', in da hood hangin'
Do it real big, its da summa time ain’t it?
(Juicy J)
Haters wanna see me fall, bitches wanna see me ball
Ridin' Maybach with tha strizzap in my lap
Im at the mall, spendin' like I wanna spend
Ghetto fab and Memphis Tenn
Some of these ma’fuckas think they tough
Some like 'Cris up in they cup
Always on yo main bitch Why you wanna hate on this
Maybe cuz she chew me up, gobble nut and never spit
And if my record sales drop, you still dont have to give me props
Talk is cheap, gonna face me nigga
I’m still gonna always make these millas
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Tak, dziwki wyjdą na jednego chłopaka.
We gon 'let y' all know how we do it in Da south man
Z jebanymi złotami w ustach
W czasie da summa, my się zmywamy.
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DJ Paul. Juicy J. Fr-Fr-Fr Frayser Boy
(Frayser Boy)
9: 30 in tha morning, nigga wciąż ziewa
Roll me up a blunt, cause a nigga is jonein'
Odebrałem komórkę, sprawdziłem wszystkie nieodebrane połączenia.
Suki bawią się w moją dziwkę, wkurwił się playa
To kolejny piękny dzień, ale jego rodzaj hot dawg
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Little bitty Ass shorts, tryin ' to show they ass cheeks
Love me a freaky bitch, don 't like em' less they nasty
Everybody gettin 'out, gettin' they cars washed up
Hate it for my niggas gotta spend they summas locked up
Police, yeah they watch us, hope they let us roll by
In da Bay its very hot and everybody know why
So high, pull da weed needin ' me some soul food
Boy you finna a BBQ, Shit I ' m finna roll through
All day ridin', weekend clubin'
Blowin 'money, shootin' dice, nigga its nothin
In da trunk bangin', in da hood hangin'
Zrób coś wielkiego, czas na da summa, prawda?
(D. J. Paul)
Pochodzę z miasta, gdzie uwielbiają jeździć na wielkich obręczach.
/ Align = "left" /
Campaign, cause it ain ' t no thang when its on mayne
Do it bigger than the Statue of Liberty cause we Chrome mayne
Up at noon, i fire ' ah blunt up for my breakfast
Hit the cleaners, pick up my Dickies with tha creases
Monopolowy, muszę kupić więcej, bo ostatniej nocy
Hit up 'Cris, gotta get some yo or it won' t be right
Rep the hood, Nuttin ' special, this what we always do
But its sumthin ' about when the sun is out it make ya feel so new
I 'm washed up, I' m glocked up
'bout to trip on woahs and 2 litres get it yerked up
Będziesz wiedział, jak to robimy?
We do us and only us and so much you need to do
Ty mały ziomalu, wyskakujemy z kaskaderami i budynkami.
We grillin 'and killin' and choppin ' it up with all that security, ya hear me
In da trunk bangin', in da hood hangin'
Zrób coś wielkiego, czas na da summa, prawda?
(Juicy J)
Haters wanna see me fall, bitches wanna see me ball
Ridin ' Maybach with THA strizzap in my lap
Jestem w centrum handlowym, spendin' like I wanna spend
Ghetto fab i Memphis Tenn
Niektórzy z tych pojebańców myślą, że są twardzi.
Some like ' Cris up in they cup
Always on yo main bitch Why you wanna hate on this
Może dlatego, że mnie przeżuwa, żuje orzeszki i nigdy nie pluje.
A jeśli sprzedaż moich płyt spadnie, nadal nie musisz dawać mi rekwizytów.
Talk is cheap, gonna face me nigga
I ' m still gonna always make these millas