Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hulahop, artist - Joey Moe. Album song Grib Natten, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Record label: Copenhagen, Universal Music
Song language: Danish
Hulahop(original) |
Baby brug din booty |
Baby, baby brug din booty |
Baby, baby brug din booty |
Brug din booty, brug din booty |
Med en hånd på mit hjerte, den anden på mit skridt |
Der ved jeg ka' være det for, jeg ved jeg er the shit |
Og i min verden er det hele ikk' sort og hvidt |
Ingen gør det for mig, for jeg' så selv iscenesat |
Med tanker på min chick og med øjne i hovedet |
Med sigøjner og med lidt af det grønne i blodet |
Erobrer jeg det hele med et skævt smil som Mona Lisa |
Sammen med dig, min diva, min crowdpleaser |
Min kunst, mit helvede, mit paradise |
Jeg ku' bli' ved og ved, men bare lige for |
At nævne en sidste ting, så du kinky |
Du' i mit sind ligesom Poh, Lala, Dipsy |
Tinkywink, rimelig stinky metafor |
Men hvis bare du bli’r hængende, så har du mit ord |
På jeg rydder hele bordet, stikker masser' i foret |
For os to, for os tre og meget mere, yeah |
Der står rockstar på min nummerplade |
Jeg har tusinder, der gerne vil gi' mig dumme flade |
Jeg' så ligeglad, jeg' fresh ligesom limonade |
Baby, i bund og grund betyder det jo ingenting |
For der' intet, der ka' holde mig nede |
Så længe jeg har en, som dig ved min side |
Du forstår mig, du forrygende, plus du ved |
Hvordan man bruger den booty, som havde du en hulahopring |
Baby, brug din booty, som havde du en hulahopring, hulahopring |
Hula, hulahopring, hulahopring, hulahopring |
Du ruller nu med den cooleste pop dreng |
Du ruller nu med den cooleste pop dreng |
Kald mig rapper, kald mig sanger, jeg' popstjerne |
Jeg rocker Mexus, yes, det' motherfucking hot damn, hey |
Fra school dropout til etableret sanger, du ka' finde mig på Amager |
Ved godt at rygtet går, ved godt at de snakker |
Når de ser mig i Field’s, i Lay’s og klipklapper |
Men I klapper bare, snakker bare, klapper bare i |
I kigger på en knægt fra Hawaii |
Baby, du ska' vide, du gør mig bedre |
Med dig ved min side — pige, du klæ'r mig, yeah |
Og mens jeg sipper lidt på min drink |
La' mig se dig bruge den booty, som havde du en hulahopring |
Baby, brug din booty, som havde du en hulahopring, hulahopring |
Hula, hulahopring, hulahopring, hulahopring |
Du ruller nu med den cooleste pop dreng |
Du ruller nu med den cooleste pop dreng |
Jeg' stadig på toppen, jeg har ikk' tænkt mig og falde ned |
Og hele clubben drejer stadig hovedet af led |
Fylder bordet op med det samme som altid |
Moët, Grey Goose og lidt lemon til at blande med |
Og i nat vil jeg ikk' være noget andet sted |
Jeres boys lægger stadig hele landet ned |
Og så fortæller de mig succes har en pris |
Men jeg' så cool at jeg laver vand til is |
Og jeg ku' kald' dig baby, baby du ku' kald' mig baby |
Kald mig Jannik, kald mig Jay, vi ku' være uadskillige |
For der er noget ved dig, der får mig til at sige, «Wow» |
Du' så elegant, man sku' tro det var et modeshow |
En pige som dig er at foretrække |
Så det' godt jeg sidder på forreste række |
Natten kalder, kalder, beatet banger, banger |
Jeg' så højt flyvende, man sku' tro jeg havde vinger, fly |
Der står rockstar på min nummerplade |
Jeg har tusinder, der gerne vil gi' mig dumme flade |
Jeg' så ligeglad, jeg' fresh ligesom limonade |
Baby, i bund og grund betyder det jo ingenting |
For der' intet, der ka' holde mig nede |
Så længe jeg har en, som dig ved min side |
Du forstår mig, du forrygende, plus du ved |
Hvordan man bruger den booty, som havde du en hulahopring |
Baby, brug din booty, som havde du en hulahopring, hulahopring |
Hula, hulahopring, hulahopring, hulahopring |
Du ruller nu med den cooleste pop dreng |
Du ruller nu med den cooleste pop dreng |
(translation) |
Baby use your booty |
Baby, baby use your booty |
Baby, baby use your booty |
Use your booty, use your booty |
With one hand on my heart, the other on my crotch |
I know I can be that, I know I'm the shit |
And in my world, it's not all black and white |
Nobody does it for me, because I saw myself staged |
With thoughts of my chick and with eyes in my head |
With gypsies and with a little of the green in the blood |
I conquer it all with a crooked smile like the Mona Lisa |
With you, my diva, my crowdpleaser |
My art, my hell, my paradise |
I could go on and on, but just before |
To mention one last thing, you looked kinky |
You 'in my mind like Poh, Lala, Dipsy |
Tinkywink, reasonably stinky metaphor |
But if only you would get stuck, then you have my word |
On I clear the whole table, masses stick 'in the lining |
For the two of us, for the three of us and more, yeah |
There's a rockstar on my license plate |
I have thousands who want to give me stupid flat |
I'm not interested, I 'fresh like lemonade |
Baby, basically it means nothing |
Because there's nothing that can keep me down |
As long as I have someone like you by my side |
You understand me, you terrific, plus you know |
How to use the booty like you had a hula hoop |
Baby, use your booty like you had a hula hoop, hula hoop |
Hula, hula hoop, hula hoop, hula hoop |
You're now rolling with the coolest pop boy |
You're now rolling with the coolest pop boy |
Call me a rapper, call me a singer, I'm a pop star |
I rock Mexus, yes, it's motherfucking hot damn, hey |
From school dropout to established singer, you can find me on Amager |
Know well that the rumor goes, know well that they talk |
When they see me in Field’s, in Lay’s and rock claps |
But you just clap, you just talk, you just clap |
You're looking at a kid from Hawaii |
Baby, you should know you're making me better |
With you by my side - girl, you dress me, yeah |
And while I sip a little on my drink |
Let me see you use that booty, like you had a hula hoop |
Baby, use your booty like you had a hula hoop, hula hoop |
Hula, hula hoop, hula hoop, hula hoop |
You're now rolling with the coolest pop boy |
You're now rolling with the coolest pop boy |
I'm still on top, I'm not 'going to mind and fall down |
And the whole club is still turning its head |
Fills the table as soon as possible |
Moët, Gray Goose and a little lemon to mix with |
And tonight I do not want to be anywhere else |
Your boys are still laying the whole country down |
And then they tell me success has a price |
But I're so cool that I make water for ice cream |
And I could call you baby, baby you could call me baby |
Call me Jannik, call me Jay, we could be inseparable |
Because there's something about you that makes me say, "Wow." |
You're so elegant, you would think it was a fashion show |
A girl like you is preferable |
So it's good I'm sitting in the front row |
The night calls, calls, beats banger, banger |
I'm flying so high, you'd think I had wings, planes |
There's a rockstar on my license plate |
I have thousands who want to give me stupid flat |
I'm not interested, I 'fresh like lemonade |
Baby, basically it means nothing |
Because there's nothing that can keep me down |
As long as I have someone like you by my side |
You understand me, you terrific, plus you know |
How to use the booty like you had a hula hoop |
Baby, use your booty like you had a hula hoop, hula hoop |
Hula, hula hoop, hula hoop, hula hoop |
You're now rolling with the coolest pop boy |
You're now rolling with the coolest pop boy |