Lyrics of Intro / Jorden / Desje Rart - Store P

Intro / Jorden / Desje Rart - Store P
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Intro / Jorden / Desje Rart, artist - Store P. Album song Rommet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.10.2017
Record label: S2OP
Song language: Norwegian

Intro / Jorden / Desje Rart

(original)
Store P
Desje rart, desje rart, desje rart
Desje rart vi blir rare
Eg visje være te bry eller nokke
Men eg vil bety nokke for nokken
Men baby går det galt e vi gale
Så desje rart vi blir rare
Eg trikser, eg mikser, eg rører
Eg svinger og bøyer noen hjørner
Men gjengen min de trenger noen sjåfører
Adrenalin, penger og noen tøser (slapp av)
Eg visper, kremfløten flyter
Eg benytter store og små gryter
Ikkje pes e det så de sier
Har ikkje feber, men fantasier (slapp av)
Eg har ting å finne på, e det innenfor?
Eg kan finne på å føle på og kjenne på
Eg kan finne på å slukke det du tenner på
Eg kan finne nokke å koke nokken pinner på
Å finne ut om du skal booke meg i vinter då
For eg kan finne på å plukke opp et billig K
Ey, e du på jobb baby?
Eg kan finne på å dukke opp der inne og
Ja, kommer ned så tungt, treffer deg med no' bom, som om eg var stum
For eg sier ingenting, men eg vet godt om at du ikkje e det som du ter deg som
Gidd å være en tok med deg sjøl då
Gidd å være en tok uansett, ke du tror at du gjør då?
Store P
Desje rart, desje rart, desje rart
Desje rart vi blir rare
Eg visje være te bry eller nokke
Men eg vil bety nokke for nokken
Men baby går det galt e vi gale
Så desje rart vi blir rare
Mater madrassen min full, tjommi
Sparer ikkje på nokke tull, tjommi
Mann du vet massiven min e så massiv an lager bare massive hull, tjommi
Alle her vet eg e paralysert
Betaler no G med ka faen eg har tjent
Mata for deg ekje mata for meg
En hater kan late som han ikkje vet
Eg drar den attende, hjem den syttende
Fredag den trettende, mater kattene
Seint om natten, eg begraver skattene
Fuck ka de folkene trodde
Helt seriøst, folk e faen fucket i hodet
Folk hasje no' fucking kode
Legger ikkje en finger i mellom
De kan ikkje finne meg selv om eg e på TV
Eg bare fyrer den tingen, eg trekker den fjodden her gjennom
Lever på luft som en ballong
De blåser meg opp og bare har meg i hånd
Sa eg var kommet i form
Køddet, mann eg har bare alltid vært sånn
Store P
Desje rart, desje rart, desje rart
Desje rart vi blir rare
Eg visje være te bry eller nokke
Men eg vil bety nokke for nokken
Men baby går det galt e vi gale
Så desje rart vi blir rare
Desje rart, desje rart vi blir rare
Desje rart, desje rart vi blir rare
Desje rart
(translation)
Store P
Desje rart, desje rart, desje rart
It's weird we're getting weird
I want to be tea bother or enough
But I want to mean enough for enough
But baby goes wrong e we go crazy
So weird we're getting weird
I do tricks, I mix, I stir
I turn and bend some corners
But my gang they need some drivers
Adrenaline, money and some girls (relax)
I whisk, the whipped cream flows
I use large and small pots
Do not pes e it so they say
Do not have a fever, but fantasies (relax)
I have things to invent, is it within?
I can feel and feel
I can put out what you turn on
I can find enough to cook some sticks on
To find out if you will book me this winter then
Because I can think of picking up a cheap K
Ey, are you at work baby?
I can think of showing up in there and
Yes, come down so heavy, hit you with no 'boom, as if I were dumb
Because I say nothing, but I know very well that you are not what you treat yourself to be
Gidd to be a took with you then
Gidd to be a took anyway, ke do you think you do then?
Store P
Desje rart, desje rart, desje rart
It's weird we're getting weird
I want to be tea bother or enough
But I want to mean enough for enough
But baby goes wrong e we go crazy
So weird we're getting weird
Feeding my mattress full, tjommi
Does not save on any nonsense, tjommi
Man you know my massive e so massive an just make massive holes, tjommi
Everyone here I know is paralyzed
Pay no G with ka faen I have earned
Food for you not food for me
A hater can pretend he does not know
I draw the eighteenth, home the seventeenth
Friday the thirteenth, feeding the cats
Late at night, I bury the treasures
Fuck what the people thought
Seriously, people are fucking fucked in the head
People hate the fucking code
Do not put a finger in between
They can not find me even if I'm on TV
I'm just firing that thing, I'm pulling that fjord through here
Lives on air like a balloon
They inflate me and just have me in hand
Said I was in shape
The meat, man I've just always been like that
Store P
Desje rart, desje rart, desje rart
It's weird we're getting weird
I want to be tea bother or enough
But I want to mean enough for enough
But baby goes wrong e we go crazy
So weird we're getting weird
That's weird, that's weird we're getting weird
That's weird, that's weird we're getting weird
This is weird
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