Pull Up Lyrics – Phunk B
Singer: Phunk B
Title: Pull Up
Ce ? Ce ? A ,da ? Bine ,bine . Zi , da’ tu auzi ?
Io n-o frec ,frecvent ,sunt diferit și indiferent
Nu-s beton sau ciment , sunt doar inteligent și exigent
Nu sunt reticent , vreau respect în regiment
Scopu’ nu-i să ajung în trend sau poate așa din accident
Nu sunt repetitiv pentru că n-am fost repetent
Sunt util ca un patent
Am figuri de apartament
Nu sunt gras sunt corpolent
Îmi fac singur compliment
Am flow-u’ ăsta suculent , sunt sărac beau sucu’ lent
Ce te uiți ? Cе tot vrei ? Ce tot cauți ? Ce tе bagi ? Ce te lauzi ?
Ce mai stai ? Ce tot vorbești ? Ce te agiți ? Ce te crezi ? Ce te miști ?
Ce faci figuri ? Ce reprezinți ? De ce nu pleci ? Ce faci aici ?
Ce taci mă ? Ce se-ntâmplă ? Ce se aude ? Ce căcat ? Ce pula mea ?
Ce să mai zic ? Ce tot atâta ? Ce dracu’ ai ? Ce fumezi ? Ce mă-ntrebi ?
Ce morții mă-tii ? Ce miroase ? Ce culoare are oare ?
De ce să fiu decent ? Io pe asta pun accent
N-am apărut recent , am ajuns să iau procent
Io dau ordin bă sergent
Ești un căcat fosforescent
Tot ce scriu e permanent
Asta las ca testament
Rapu’ meu e pansament ,e acolo-n clasament
Am tras atent , sunt transpirat , tu transparent
Nu-s aici pentr-un moment . O să-mi fac un monument
Sunt contract curent . Textu’ tău e o pulă , am io opt pule
Ce ții ciudă ? Ce te strâmbi ? Ce te superi ? Ce-i aici ? Ce tot cânți ?
Ce-s cu atâția proști pe scenă ? Ce mai zici ? Ce învârți ?
Ce-ai acolo ? Ce nu ai ? Ce să-ți dau ? De ce nu ceri ?
Ce prost ești !
Ce te plângi ? Ce te miri ? Ce arăți ? Ce oferi ? Ce scopuri ai ?
Ce face mă-ta ? Ce mai suge ?
Pula ! Pula ! Pula ! Pula ! Pula ! Pula ! Pula ! Pula ! Ce ?
Pulă-n gură hă !
Înainte să intru io pă scenă pute a alcool
Mă dau cu wihskey și Dior , show-u-i hardcore
Combin absintu’ cu formol
Beau în Londra , întreabă ,,Another one ”
Easy four more !
Four lor , eyes only ca Jake Cole
Bag o rimă la curu’ gol , da’ mă sugi pe urmă
Nu ești vorbă ? Ba vorbă că-s în formă
Am o bâtă cât o pulă de baseball să las plombă
Încă se rupe pă reggaeton
I-am zis că n-are astâmpăr . A zis că are breton ( am breton ,da )
Dau în mintea ei , sună beton
Credea că-mi înregistrez piesele pă telefon ( a da ?!)
Ce-ai pă limbă ,zi faringosept , scapi ieftin
Măcar așa să știu să plec .Am un chief din
Pula mea dă delfin , selfie . Scuză-mă !
Ești o pupăză și ochii ți se pupă zău
Se uita mai mult la bluză
Mușca din buză ,da’ m-a supt când i-am zis că n-am mai mers de mult pân’ la Buzău
Credea că sunt bărbată-său de pe la Năsău
c#m stătea ,ardea ăla așa băsau
Am zis ,,tu nevastă ești o coastă . Cine te-a făcut ?”
I-am zis s-o ia pasta , a luat paste și nu le-a făcut (au)
O scuză nici măcar atât
Te duc vara-n târg sau te-atârn de-un stâlp pe-o stâncă
Mâna dreaptă-i stângă , strâmbo !
Stând drep ,mergi că-ți fut un drept în stângu’
Fumez buchetu’ , făra sâmburi sau semințe c#m le ziceți voi
Vă sunt un sincer indecis
Mai precis mă doare-n p#n#s sau mă doare-n pix , nu mai știu
Nu m-am mai convinz . Nu mă dau învins
Dacă trebui’ o dau la dinți și-n cameră la copii
Și-n cameră la părinți !
Vai de pula mea !
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Pull Up – English Translation
What the ? What the ? To give ? Good good . Day, do you hear?
I do not frequently frequently, I am different and indifferent
I’m not concrete or cement, I’m just smart and demanding
I am not reluctant, I want respect in the regiment
Goal ‘not to get in trend or maybe so out of the accident
I am not repetitive because I was not repeated
I am useful as a patent
I have apartment figures
I am not fat are corpulent
I make my own compliment
I have flow-u ‘this juicy, I am poor drink suu’ slow
What are you looking at ? What do you want? What are you looking for? What do you get? What do you praise?
What are you staying? What are you talking about ? What are you shaking? What do you think? What are you moving?
What are you doing figures? What do you represent? Why don’t you leave? What are you doing here ?
What are you shut me? What happens? What’s that sound ? What shit? What my dick?
What can I say ? What so much? What the hell do you have? What do you smoke ? What do you ask me?
What death do you? What smells? What color does it have?
Why should I be decent? Io on this emphasize
I did not appear recently, I got to take a percentage
I give it a sergeant’s order
You are a phosphorescent sh#t
Everything I write is permanent
That’s what I leave as a will
My rap is a dressing, it’s there in the ranking
I fired carefully, I’m sweaty, you transparent
I’m not here for a moment. I’ll make a monument
I am a current contract. Your text is a dick, I have eight dicks
What do you keep it weird? What do you croak? What are you upset? What’s here? What are you singing?
What are so stupid on stage? How about? What do you spin?
What do you have there ? What you do not have ? What should I give you ? Why don’t you ask?
You’re stupid !
What do you complain? What are you surprised? What do you look like? What do you offer ? What purposes do you have?
What’s up to me? What do you suck?
Claus! Claus! Claus! Claus! Claus! Claus! Claus! Claus! What the ?
Guel in the mouth!
Before I enter the stage you can alcohol
I give me with wihskey and dior, show-i hardcore
I combine absintu ‘with formol
Drink in London, ask, “Another One”
Easy Four More!
Four them, Eyes Only as Jake Cole
Bag a rhyme at the bare cure, yes you suck me then
Are you not talking? Ba that they are in shape
I have a stick like a baseball dick to leave plumb
Still breaks Palero
I told him he didn’t have to. He said he has a brace (I have braces, yes)
I give in her mind, it sounds concrete
He thought I was registering my parts for phone (yes?!)
What do you have tongue, day pharyngosept, get rid of cheap
At least so I know how to go. I have a chief of
My dick gives dolphin, selfie. Excuse me!
You are a kiss and your eyes kiss you vainly
Look more at the blouse
The bite of the lip, yes’ suck me when I told him I didn’t go for a long time in Buzău
Believed that I am his man from Năsău
As he stood, that burned that so
I said, “You wife you are a coast. Who did you? ”
I told her to take her paste, she took pasta and did not (have)
An excuse not even that
I take you the summer in the fair or you are in a pillar on a rock
Right hand is left, strange!
Standing right, you go to f#ck a right in the left ‘
I smoke the bouquet ‘, made pips or seeds as you tell them
I am a sincere undecided
More precisely it hurts me in the p#n#s or it hurts me in a pen, I don’t know anymore
I didn’t convince myself anymore. I don’t give me the defeated
If I have to give it to the teeth and room in children
And in the room with the parents!
Woe to my dick!
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Lyrics Phunk B – Pull Up
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