Lyrics of Ølbriller - Erik Og Kriss, Byz

Ølbriller (original)

BYZ:
Ge mig de ge mig nått mera i från baren
Kliver på kommunicera lever dagen
Ser du hon där ser du hon men
ser du hennes omfång
ge den dära kroppen en omgång
kom kom gör de bra
är det klart slut?
Dricker mer så hon börjar se bra ut
När hon ler så när hon slänger på smilet
är de inte längre nå tvivel
KRISS:
hun var dama som, alltid bare fikk dritt
dama som, aldri kunne få brad pitt
en stygge andunge, fikk ingen drømmefyr
ingen lykkelig slutt, dette ekke et eventyr.
men er du storkar, på en god dag.
og blar opp noe vodka i en god bar.
om du drikker deg skjevere enn tårnet i pisa
kan du drikke henne jevere enn mona lisa.
ERIK:
Hva hadde skjedd, skjønte ikke det spor
Kunne hun ha klart å bare drikke det bort
Ikke så fort, ble bare finere etter det
vinen gjorde henne nitti kilo lettere
så ut som en litt femi mann for en time siden
nå var hun britney kan det være hvitvinen
som gjorde låvedøra hennes om til skinke
kan vinen funke som slankekur og sminke
REF:
Du skremte meg først, men jeg var tørst
Så drakk jeg deg pen som prinsesse Madeleine *2
Yeah yeah,
Har mine ølbriller på, øh øh øh ølbriller på *4
BYZ:
In i bilen baby
Jag diggar stilen baby
Jag hade helt glömt bort dina kilon baby
More cushin for the pushin
ush vilken rush och byzan han är turstig
super henne lustig
hon ser ut som Beyonce
men efter all sprit är det inte så konstigt
nu kommer du hit baby nu har vi sex
sen är det back to the gym back to D — Flex
KRISS:
Hun ble villere, av med fillene
Med nok vin kan du drikke av henne brillene
shots gjør hun fancy, vin gjør henne classy
hun svinger seg som babe gjør i dirty dancing
hun er dronningen i enhver skitten bule
Og hun lyser opp gulvet som en disco kule
Hun er ex heks, nå vil hun ha sex
øl briller på, check, ready, set
ERIK:
Trodde aldri jeg skulle røre det beistet
Virka feit med den teiteste sveisen
hun ble tightere, kanskje alright men
seinere ble hun heitere enn peisen
i sta var hun alt annet enn hot
nå var hun faen så flott, en slags askepott
hun ble så søt som en smak av honning
hun var plutselig ballets dronning
REF*
I’m fat, I’m single, I’m ready to mingle *4
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(translation)

BYZ:
Give me they give me something more in from the bar
Steps to communicate live the day
If you see her there, you see her but
do you see her scope
give that body a go
come come they do well
is it over?
Drinks more so she starts to look good
When she smiles like that when she throws at the smile
are they no longer reaching doubt
CRISIS:
she was the lady who, always just got shit
lady who, could never get brad pitt
an ugly duckling, got no dream guy
no happy ending, this not an adventure.
but are you storks, on a good day.
and flips up some vodka in a good bar.
if you drink more skewed than the tower in pisa
can you drink her jevere than mona lisa.
ERIK:
What had happened, it did not understand traces
Could she have managed to just drink it away
Not so fast, just got nicer after that
the wine made her ninety pounds lighter
looked like a little femi man an hour ago
now she was britney it could be the white wine
which turned her barn door into ham
the wine can serve as a diet and make-up
REF:
You scared me at first, but I was thirsty
Then I drank you pretty like Princess Madeleine * 2
Yeah yeah,
I have my beer glasses on, uh uh uh beer glasses on * 4
BYZ:
In the car baby
I love the baby style
I had completely forgotten your kilos baby
More cushin for the pushin
ush what a rush and byzan he is lucky
super her funny
she looks like Beyonce
but after all the booze, it's not so strange
now you come here baby now we have sex
then it's back to the gym back to D - Flex
CRISIS:
She got wilder, got rid of the rags
With enough wine you can drink from her glasses
shots make her fancy, wine makes her classy
she swings like babe does in dirty dancing
she is the queen of every dirty bulge
And she lights up the floor like a disco ball
She's ex witch, now she wants sex
beer glasses on, check, ready, set
ERIK:
Never thought I would touch that beast
Seems greasy with the dumbest weld
she got tighter, maybe alright but
later she became hotter than the fireplace
in stubbornness she was anything but hot
now she was fucking so beautiful, a kind of cinderella
she became as sweet as a taste of honey
she was suddenly the queen of ballet
REF *
I'm fat, I'm single, I'm ready to mingle * 4
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