Traduction de Krazy Red
Lil Wayne
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Traduction en FrançaisKrazy
Krazy
Tell me somethin' I don't know
Viens ici chérie
I'm flexin' on 'em like torsos
Tu sais que la façon dont tu te délectes de tous les sales
These niggas slippin' like bar soap
Tours
These niggas listenin', use Morse code
Que tu me joues me rend fou
Boy a nigga sippin' like hoarse throat
On dirait qu'on fait plus semblant qu'on ne fait l'amour
(Clears throat) Excuse me
Et on dirait toujours que tu penses à quelqu'un d'autres
These niggas talkin' that beef shit
Que moi
We'll check into it like the room cheap
Il faut que tu arretes d'agir comme ça
And all we sell is the greatest feelin' on Earth
Tu m'entends ?
They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork
Ain't got nothing left to prove unless I got to prove it in court
Tu dis que tu prends un train à 7 heures 30
Live fast die young and leave a beautiful corpse, yes Lord
Et que tu pars pour Hollywood
My nigga order like twenty bricks, I said five bricks with four chicks
Tu m'as sorti ce truc tant de fois
Ridin' with these guns that's carpoolin', bought extra clips when I dove in
Qu'on dirait que c'est bien de se sentir mal
Miss Snow white we snowed in, nigga miss me with that whole shit
Kill all rats, I toast to that, and watch everybody I toast with
Ce genre d'amour
Kill everybody you close with, Just don't stick your nose in
Transforme un homme en esclave
My bullshit cause I close it like a clothespin
Ce genre d'amour
The people that I rolls with will leave holes in what you drove in
Envoie un homme dans sa tombe
If anyone in that car live, you tell that nigga I owe him
Yeah, I got my mind right, and my money right, my head on my shoulder
Je deviens fou, fou, fou
And my eyesight a lil' blurry but it stand on my corner
Tu m'excites
And we find out moms address and your head get mailed over
Et puis tu t'en vas
Nigga you make that bed you lay in that bed
Oui, tu me rends fou
Or get that bitch made over
Fou, fou, fou de toi baby
Tunechi
Que puis-je faire, chérie
J'ai le cafard
You so cray, Tunechi
You so cray, bitch
Tu fais tes valises et tu parles
I know, I know, I know, I know
Comme si c'était dur et que tu essayais de me dire que
I know, I know, I know, I know
C'est le moment de partir
I know, I know, I know, I know
Mais je sais que tu es toute nue
They say Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi
Sous ton manteau
You so cray, bitch
Et que c'est du cinéma
Tell me something I don't know, I'll tell you something I do know
Ce genre d'amour
Like money guns bitches drugs, niggas call me mucho
Me donne envie de descenfre le store
Got witches all in my broom closet, got little killers in
Ce genre d'amour
We'll find out your business hours and pop up like
Je ne serai plus jamais comme avant
Like danger taste like glucose, my shadow don't get too close
To that new nigga with my old hoes--kudos
Je perds la tête
For my niggas on Rikers Island back there playing Uno
Parce que je deviens fou
Getting swole like popeye for niggas walking around like Bruno
I'm in the bed with a duo, laid up like two points
Chérie, j'ai besoin de ton amour
A.K to your face, not half off like coupons
J'ai besoin de ton amour
Too cool for school but I sold cool points to school boys
Tell the cops we don't name drop that's like dropping newborns
Fou, fou, fou de toi
Nigga you crazy
Je perds la tête
Parce que je deviens fou
You so crazy, Tunechi
Fou, fou, fou de toi
These hoes made
Tu m'excites et puis tu t'en vas
Nigga tell me somethin' I don't know
Tu me rends fou
Like where the fuck did my heart go, and show me something I haven't seen
And tell me what Martin seen, on the same night he had a dream
And take me to where I've never been, but not to where I'll never be
And I ain't never scared but I'm scared of me, me versus me I need a referee
Need weaponry, especially if the treasury in jeopardy
Fuck deputies big letter B, need equity, need credit cleaned
To trafficking from peddling like everything from amphetamines to medicine
These niggas sweeter than Nectarines and Grenadine
Tell me something I don't know, like what happened to hard coke
You can call me Eddy cause I stay ready, my family call me Eduardo
I'm music to these bitches ears I hit that ass like the wrong note
My bitch bad with corn rows with boots on in farm clothes
You can find me prancing in the finest mansion with the finest dancer with a height advantage
She want cocaine pills and weed, liquor and dick she gotta micro manage
I'm just eating rappers they go nice in salads with some diced up carrots
I just like a challenge, psychopathic I'm psychopathic
Nigga give me credit on my balance
Tunechi
(And I bump my head when I stand up)
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