Lyrics of FLIK FLAK - Pede B, Tomrum

FLIK FLAK - Pede B, Tomrum
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Date of issue: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Danish

FLIK FLAK

(original)
Plejede at være trist, ingen håb
Følelserne uden på
Plejede at være alene uden på
Gør mine ting i det små
Gjort hvad jeg ville siden dag et
Mor sagde til mig jeg magisk
Alt du gjorde det var basisk
Alt jeg gjorde gør dig panisk
Før var jeg et stort fedt nul som en donut
Bitch jeg var broke, nu' det slåbroks
Damen skal ha' pedicure, manicure
Nyt hår, nyt alting, ingen botox
Vi har gjort det her siden flip phones
Siden vi ramte kassen på de ringtones
K-k-k-konkurrencen, der' ikk' nogen
Sten i min kæde så de kalder mig for Flintstones
Du' talentløs og din dame ligner et biluheld
Får så mange svinere at jeg næsten burde vær' kriminel
Nu' de på, roady jeg tror det et svineheld
At jeg er overlevet det her liv og jeg kan gi' igen
Flik flakker ud af gymnastiksalen
Jeg har ikk' tid, vi ska' ikk' tale
Hvis vi ikk' snakker penge skal vi ikk' snak'
Lillebitte krokodille på min' klipklapper
Flik flakker ud af gymnastiksalen
Jeg har ikk' tid, vi ska' ikk' tale
Hvis vi ikk' snakker penge skal vi ikk' snak'
Lillebitte krokodille på min' klipklapper
Se mig lave en højder
Sammen med din dame når jeg sprøjter
Derfor hun smiler så meget
Glad hele dagen og fløjter
Ringer vi drengene ind
Valgte at ta' mig en døgner
Stikker dig flade for sygt
Taber min hat og min' nøgler
Løber forbi dig, luder på bordet
Som en konditor, spiller på spillet
Som en politikker
Se hun ser glad ud fordi hun fik pik igår
Derfor hun smiler så hemmeligt bro
Lyver dig lige i dit fjæs
Tror hun er helt psykopat
Hvad er det du ryger på?
Gi' mig et hvæs
Ti kilo ekstra gennem sikkerheds kontrollen
Ingen ting at deklarere lige gennem tolden
Ind på DBA det gør mig mange millionær
Ringer til min mor, jeg' blevet den mand jeg ville være
Papa!
Flik flakker ud af gymnastiksalen
Jeg har ikk' tid, vi ska' ikk' tale
Hvis vi ikk' snakker penge skal vi ikk' snak'
Lillebitte krokodille på min' klipklapper
Flik flakker ud af gymnastiksalen
Jeg har ikk' tid, vi ska' ikk' tale
Hvis vi ikk' snakker penge skal vi ikk' snak'
Lillebitte krokodille på min' klipklapper
Ey
Lillebitte krokodille på min' klipklap
Klasker røven på dig og forventer at du si’r tak
Det slutter sikkert med et shootout og en biljagt
Så mange indianere, jeg' en høvding som Søren Pilmark
Far er ikk' sur han er halvknotten
Planlægger hævn nede i batgrotten
Mod hele dilettant flokken
Som jeg tror har drukket af natpotten
Og den bedste hævn er som bekendt
At leve godt og konsekvent
Så jeg laver penge og holder fest
Ikk' Gulddreng, men det' fucking nemt
Sangria og skjorten åben
Sandheden lige hovedet på dem
Smiler stadig, jeg' helt fredelig
Selvom guderne vil vide, jeg burde slå dem
Alle er goe' på bunden
Men deres arrogance er lorte våben
For det' typisk ham der har slugt kameler
Hele livet der' stor i munden
Han holder elefant nosser
Plus en pik der' komisk lang
Så de falske fjolser betyder jack for mig
Selvom min mand holder rotationen igang
Det bare vand for ham, og gir' ikk' en halv dollar
For dit image og din plade og din lorte sang
De her raptosser har brede ansigts folder
Men sandheden er de' har brug for et kram
(translation)
Used to be sad, no hope
The emotions outside
Used to be alone outside
Do my little things
Did what I wanted since day one
Mom told me I magically
Everything you did it was basic
Everything I did makes you panic
Before I was a big fat zero like a doughnut
Bitch I was broke, now' the overalls
The lady must have a pedicure, manicure
New hair, new everything, no botox
We have been doing this since flip phones
Since we hit the box on those ringtones
The k-k-k-competition, there' ikk' nobody
Stones in my chain so they call me Flintstones
You' talentless and your lady looks like a car accident
Gets so many scumbags I should almost be a criminal
Now' they on, roady I think it a pig luck
That I have survived this life and I can give again
Flik flutters out of the gym
I don't have time, we're not going to talk
If we don't talk money, we don't talk
Tiny crocodile on my flip-flops
Flik flutters out of the gym
I don't have time, we're not going to talk
If we don't talk money, we don't talk
Tiny crocodile on my flip-flops
Watch me make a height
With your lady when I squirt
That's why she smiles so much
Happy all day and whistles
Shall we call in the boys
Chose to take me a day
Stabs you flat for sick
Losing my hat and my keys
Runs past you, whores on the table
Like a pastry chef, playing the game
As a politician
Look she looks happy because she got dick yesterday
That's why she smiles so secretly bro
Lies to your face
Think she's a total psychopath
What are you smoking?
Give me a hiss
Ten kilos extra through security
No stuff to declare straight through customs
Into DBA it makes me many a millionaire
Calling my mother, I've become the man I wanted to be
Papa!
Flik flutters out of the gym
I don't have time, we're not going to talk
If we don't talk money, we don't talk
Tiny crocodile on my flip-flops
Flik flutters out of the gym
I don't have time, we're not going to talk
If we don't talk money, we don't talk
Tiny crocodile on my flip-flops
Hey
Tiny crocodile on my flip flops
Slaps your ass and expects you to say thank you
It probably ends with a shootout and a car chase
So many Indians, I' a chief like Søren Pilmark
Dad's not mad, he's half-assed
Plotting revenge down in the batcave
Against the whole dilettante crowd
Who I think drank from the night pot
And as you know, the best revenge is
To live well and consistently
So I make money and have a party
Not Golden Boy, but it's fucking easy
Sangria and the shirt open
The truth straight on their heads
Still smiling, I' completely peaceful
Although the gods will know I should beat them
All are goe' on the bottom
But their arrogance is lousy weapons
For that' typically the one who has swallowed camels
All life there' big in the mouth
He holds elephant noses
Plus a comically long dick
So the fake fools mean jack to me
Although my husband keeps the rotation going
It's just water for him and doesn't give half a dollar
For your image and your record and your crappy song
These raptors have wide facial folds
But the truth is they need a hug
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