DJ Khaled — Fuck Up the Club tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Nigga let’s toast to it DJ Khaled!
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes any time you want to Boss
305 on my plates, a nigga still sellin' weight
Still tippin' them scales, I’m Ross, fit in the Wraith
They want too much for the taxes, I got my money in walls
I got all the bitches, nigga I got all the sauce
No reason I should lose, the leaders of the new
Got on a couple chains, toy bands and tennis shoes
Got on my Vacheron, Belaire, my bottles come
Talkin' menage a trois, shawty let’s have some fun
Bellas at Wimbledon, hell of a gentleman
There is no bigger boss, sip slow, this cinnamon
I’m talkin' numbers, nigga, I’ve never fumbled, nigga
Standin' on a ball ballin' and I do it when I want it, nigga
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes, any time you want to 4hunnid!
4hunnid, hunnid!
Young nigga, young nigga, got a gun, right nigga
Painted all the rivers red, this blood shit stuck with him
Hustle hard, hustle hard, bad bitches, fuck 'em all
Businessman, businessman, always tryna cut the costs
That’s photos, that’s more dough
Maybachs for everybody, nigga, squad goals
Flex on 'em, they’re like, «Uh oh!»
Entourage, entourage, pullin' up in four 4-doors
West coast, that’s my shit, 4hunnid, that’s my clique
Last nigga that beat the pussy up, well, um, that’s my bitch
I don’t give no fucks
I don’t give no fucks
40 bands, just blew in the club, oh well, nigga, so what?
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes any time you want to Aces comin' by the 12 pack, young nigga in a Hellcat
GPS on the pack, tell the plug they can mail that
Tell the plug they can mail that, young nigga, I’m a sell that
Mouth closed, I’ll never talk, won’t say a word and went to jail that
Sauce drippin', I’ll fuck 'em up 40 on me 'til I cough it up Big Gotti, I’m bossin' up If it’s not a hunnid it don’t cost enough
Tearin' clubs up like Three Six
I be tearin' plugs up, that’s that street shit
I be fuckin' boss bitches, they don’t need shit
Tell me, where my boss bitches who don’t need shit?
Yeah, these diamonds, not rhinestones
Trap jumpin', yeah the line long
All this money, got my mag on All this money, got my mag on We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes any time you want to
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Wznieśmy toast za DJ Khaled!
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
I lepiej przyprowadź całą ekipę.
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Tak, kiedy tylko zechcesz.
305 on my plates, a nigga still sellin ' weight
Wciąż tippin 'them scales, I' m Ross, fit in the Wraith
Chcą za dużo na podatki, mam pieniądze w ścianach.
I got all the bitches, nigga I got all the sauce
No reason I should lose, the leaders of the new
Mam na sobie łańcuchy, opaski i tenisówki.
Got on my Vacheron, Belaire, my bottles come
Talkin 'menage a trois, shawty Let' s have some fun
Bellas at Wimbledon, hell of a gentleman
Nie ma większego szefa, sip slow, ten cynamon
I' m talkin 'numbers, nigga, I' ve never fumble, nigga
Standin 'on a ball ballin' and I do it when I want it, nigga
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
I lepiej przyprowadź całą ekipę.
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Tak, kiedy tylko chcesz 4hunnid!
4hunnid, hunnid!
Young nigga, young nigga, got a gun, right nigga
Pomalowałem wszystkie rzeki na Czerwono, ta krew z nim utkwiła.
Hustle hard, hustle hard, bad bitches, fuck 'em all
Biznesmen, biznesmen, zawsze tryna cięcia kosztów
To zdjęcia, to więcej kasy.
Maybachs for everybody, nigga, squad goals
Napinają się na nich, "Uh oh!»
Entourage, entourage, pullin ' up in four 4-doors
West coast, to moje gówno, 4hunnid, to moja klika
Last nigga that beat the pussy up, well, um, that ' s my bitch
Mam to w dupie.
Mam to w dupie.
40 zespołów, po prostu blow in the club, no cóż, czarnuchu, i co z tego?
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
I lepiej przyprowadź całą ekipę.
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Yes any time you want to Aces comin ' by the 12 pack, young nigga in a Hellcat
GPS na opakowaniu, powiedz wtyczki mogą wysłać, że
Tell the plug they can mail that, young nigga, I ' m a sell that
Zamknąłem usta, nigdy nie powiem ani słowa i poszedłem do więzienia, że
SOS drippin', I ' ll fuck 'em up 40 on me' T I cough it up Big Gotti, I 'm bossin' up If it 's not a hunnid it don' t cost enough
"Tearin' Trefl up like Three Six"
I be tearin 'plugs up, that' s that street shit
I be fuckin 'boss sucks, they don' t need shit
Powiedz mi, gdzie moja Szefowa suki, które nie potrzebują gówna?
Tak, te diamenty, nie Kamienie szlachetne.
Trap jumpin', yeah the line long
All this money, got my mag on All this money, got my mag on we just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
I lepiej przyprowadź całą ekipę.
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon ' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
Tak, kiedy tylko chcesz.