Lyrics of Min Homie - L.O.C.

Min Homie (original)

Min homie har et gram, for han skubber dem i hekto
Han si’r at det hele er perfekt
Men jeg synes at det minder om at falde i søvn til techno
Har været ned siden dåben og viagraen den udligner coken
Så fuck om han smadrer sit lort
Når han knepper hende, så føler hun sig helt brugt og åben
Hver weekend er amatøraften
De ka' fest' to dage, vi beholder resten
Si’r du ska' cutte det lort op med noget hest
Hvis du virkelig vil helt op at flyve
Men vi' ikk' længere 27
Så det pis, det' lidt ynkeligt
Men min homie han er ægte
Ikk' nogen kvitter, når det kommer til nogle snitter
Jeg si’r dig, min homie er ægte
Min homie har en AK
Han er for gammel til at kalde det en chopper
Men har på den anden side nok nosser
Til at bruge det der lort hvis de kommer
For min homie har en plan
Lav penge lille fisse, lav, lav penge
Spark døren ind, gi' mig din coke, din hash
Og de sedler du gemmer under sengen
Ja, det pis det' så kortsigtet
Men min homie han er ægte
Broer de ska' brændes, så snart at de rammes
For fanden, min homie er ægte
Min homie fik en dom
Han grint' da de førte ham ud af retten
Han tænkt' et år fra eller til
Alt imens hans mor var helt fra den
Han laver flere penge på sin pind
End han gjorde det, før han røg ind
Ja, det eneste han savner er fisse
Så homie han ska' knep', når han kommer hjem igen
Frisk ude og popper champagne
Skubber en bil han har fra Allemagne
Alle de her piger, de' let' at imponere
Så når han først kommer, så er festen landet
Er pludselig den ældste på klubben
Men fuck det — min homie er ægte
Det' ligemeget hans datter snart har den sam' alder
Det' fordi de ikk' fatter, min homie er ægte

(translation)

My homie has a gram because he pushes them in hecto
He says it's all perfect
But I think it's reminiscent of falling asleep to techno
Has been down since baptism and the viagra it offsets the coke
So fuck if he smashes his shit
When he fucks her, she feels completely used and open
Every weekend is amateur night
They can 'party' for two days, we keep the rest
Say you'll cut that shit up with some horse
If you really want to completely fly up
But we 'no longer' 27
So that shit, it's a little pathetic
But my homie he is real
No's a receipt when it comes to some cuts
I'm telling you, my homie is real
My homie has an AK
He's too old to call it a chopper
But on the other hand have enough balls
To use that shit if they come
For my homie has a plan
Make money little pussy, low, low money
Kick the door in, give me your coke, your hash
And the notes you keep under the bed
Yes, it's piss it 'so short term
But my homie he is real
Bridges they are to be burned as soon as they are hit
Hell, my homie is real
My homie got a sentence
He grinned as they led him out of court
He thought 'a year from or to
All the while his mother was completely out of it
He makes more money on his stick
Than he did before he smoked in
Yes, the only thing he misses is pussy
So homie he will 'trick' when he comes home again
Fresh outside and popping champagne
Pushing a car he has from Germany
All these girls, they 'easy' to impress
So when he first arrives, the party is over
Is suddenly the oldest at the club
But fuck it - my homie is real
No matter what, his daughter will soon be the same age
That's because they do not understand, my homie is real