Lyrics of Mamica - Ministar Lingvista, Nensi

Mamica (original)

Ti bi da mi šapneš šta je to ljubav
Ali ne smeš od mamice
Ti bi da me takneš samo kad skuvam ručak
A ja ne bih iz pidžamice
Ti stalno samo radiš i smeta ti gužva
A meni dolaze drugarice
I nemaš nerava da slušaš kad uzmem da kukam
Mama kriva je, u stvari, sve
Da nađem pos’o il' da kuvam i perem veš???
Ko je još čuo taj program i plan?
Ja ne
Sve ide bolje kad ti radiš za oboje
Nisam poput tvoje mamice, ne, ne…
Briga me za vaše željice
Ja više volim sebe
(Ministar)
Krenimo od savremene žene:
Ona ne gubi vreme — ona gubi nevinost na vreme
Sa trin’est krene, do dvadesete već je profi
I kapira da se njene usluge jako cene
Ona neće na faks jer ne ume da misli
Ona ne zna da kuva, ona neće da čisti
Ona traži sponzora da plati putovanje
Kupi kola, kupi kuću i — neće tu da stane
Sa druge strane, imamo fino vaspitane ortake
Koji ne vole nikog drugog osim mame
Jer, mama zna da kuva i mami nije problem
Da usisa, da opere, da ispegla za orden
Al' ne shvata da od njega pravi degenerika…
On ima smisao za posao i sumu na računu
Koja je velika… al' ništa to ne vredi
Kada je keva rodila sina Edipa… jebi ga
(Nensi)
Cura 21. veka:
Ono kao, urbana skroz
Ekserima kucam kez na lice
Duvam, cirkam, imam novi cirkon
Ali ovi momci današnji
Stvarno ne znam šta im je:
Čim prođe muvanje
Oni traže punjene paprike
Pa ej, zar da žuljam prstiće?
Ja sam suviše kul!
Ti sisaj prst, a ja sad palim u klub!
(Marčelo)
Moja keva je šef svemira, nervira kad to negiraš:
Ona Noletu servira dok Limenog trenira!
Ona kuva za Oliver Džejmija, ti svaki ručak kremiraš!
Mene olako slušaš, ona ćaleta olukom prebija!
Keva je pride najbolja riba igde — pitaj repere
Kažu: «Čelo de Facto, kako bi' ti jeb’o mater, e!»
Za nju baš orni, sva ta gomila…
Tata bi mi bio Čak Noris, da ga keva nije odbila
I — iznad kamina drži glave mojih bivših riba
— bućne ih u pasulj da zamiriše, il' baci na tiganj
Njihove lajave usne za večeru pikant
Jedna bivša joj rekla krivu reč.
Otada je kriva
Iz invalidskih kolica zahvaljuje kevi što je živa
Piše čestitke za Osmi mart — olovkom u zubima
I… i još je carskim rezom rodila cara sina
Tako fino dete -- pravi ponos i dika

(translation)

You want to whisper to me what love is
But you can't from mommy
You only want to touch me when I'm cooking lunch
And I wouldn't wear pajamas
You just keep working and the crowd bothers you
And my friends are coming to me
And you don't have the nerve to listen when I start whining
Mom is to blame, in fact, for everything
Should I find a job or cook and do my laundry ???
Who else heard that program and plan?
Not me
Everything goes better when you work for both
I'm not like your mommy, no, no…
I don't care about your wishes
I prefer myself
(Minister)
Let's start with the modern woman:
She doesn't waste time - she loses her virginity in time
He starts at thirteen, by the age of twenty he is already a pro
And she understands that her services are highly valued
She won't go to college because she can't think
She doesn't know how to cook, she doesn't want to clean
She is looking for a sponsor to pay for the trip
Buy a car, buy a house and - it won't stop there
On the other hand, we have well-mannered partners
Who love no one but mom
Because, mom knows how to cook and mom is not a problem
To suck, to wash, to iron for a medal
But he doesn't understand that he makes him a degenerate…
He has a sense of business and a sum in the account
Which is great, but it's not worth anything
When the mother gave birth to her son Oedipus, fuck him
(Nancy)
21st Century Girl:
It's like, completely urban
I put nails on my face
I blow, I circus, I have new zircon
But these guys today
I really don't know what's wrong with them:
As soon as the flirting is over
They are looking for stuffed peppers
So hey, should I scratch my fingers?
I'm too cool!
You suck your finger, and now I'm burning in the club!
(Marcello)
My mother is the head of the universe, annoyed when you deny it:
She serves Nole while Limen trains!
She cooks for Oliver Jamie, you cremate every lunch!
You listen to me lightly, that dad beats you with a gutter!
Keva is the best fish anywhere - ask the rappers
They say, "Cello de Facto, how the fuck are you, motherfucker!"
For her, it's a plow, all that crowd…
My dad would be Chuck Norris, if his mother hadn't turned him down
And - above the fireplace holds the heads of my former fish
- he throws them into the beans to smell, or throws them on the pan
Their barking lips for a spicy dinner
One ex said the wrong word to her.
She's been guilty ever since
From the wheelchair, he thanks Kevi for being alive
He writes congratulations for March 8 - with a pencil in his teeth
And she gave birth to the emperor's son by caesarean section
Such a nice child - he is proud and proud