Conversație cu Popinciuc Lyrics – Keed
Singer: Keed
Title: Conversație cu Popinciuc
Da!
Alo, Mirel?
Alo, da?
Mirel?
Da?
Popinciuc?
Da?
Da ma, ma bag
Da? Ce blana! Pai bine, hai sa ne vedem
Coaie, asta mi-a inchis telefonu’?
c#m adica ti-a inchis telefonu’?
Da, coaie, mi-a inchis telefonu’, uite. A, stai asa ca ma suna
Alo
Buna ziua, centru’ de reclamatii Satra B.E.N.Z.?
Ia vezi ma, ca pe tine te cautam! Cine pula mea esti tu, bagami-as toata pula-n albumu’ tau? Auzi nume de album ce ai pus, creativ. Tu si toti copiii nascuti de 3 ani incoace. I-ai zis David ca ai mereu o prastie in buzunar? Vrei sa scrii carti tu, ah? Ce pula mea de carti sa scrii tu, ma? Ca nu stiu cat de lunga o sa fie cartea, da’ sigur o sa-i miroasa paginile a pula neglijata
Ma-ta miroase a pula neglijata!
Mama miroase? Coaie, astia de tin in Satra doar ca sa le cari drogurile in cur. Ei nici nu te pun sa le cari in cur, da’ asa preferi tu. Ai pitici pe creier si barbati pe bazin. “Regele s-a intors” cu spatele si s-a pus capra. Si lasa ca te futi in cur, ca nu ma deranjeaza, ba da’ dintre toti barbatii care se fut in cur, tu te futi in cur cel mai urat, coaie
Da’ ma, da’ eu sunt frumos, asa…
Coaie te vopsesti in cap la 35 de ani, te-au parasit fanele de 16 ani ca le lasi fara decolorant la Mega. De la spate zici ca esti Ronald McDonald. De fiecare data cand te vad, arati ca alta matusa cu nepotii in parnaie, esti nebun? Arati, arati, arati ca Barbie aia cu care s-au jucat copiii prea tare. Daca nu te imbracai ca un frizer de caini din Calarasi, poate faceai si tu treaba
Coaie, da’ mie imi plac culorile, ce pula mea ai cu mine?
Ce culori iti plac ma tie, ca stii doar 7 culori cu tot cu alb si negru? Cu cadavru ala de caine ce dreacu’ mai faci? Ca deja il scoti la plimbare doar ca sa nu-ti moara-n casa. Arati de parca ai o tenie care are o tenie. Si tu si cainele. Cand iesi cu el in parc, ii faci aport cu bile anale, vrei sa te mint? Ti-au plecat toti artistii de la label, ca d-aia l-ai numit dupa caine, ca ambii traiesc din zgarciuri
Coaie, da-te-n pula mea ca eu am schimbat industria, nu stii tu d-astea
Ar cam fi cazu’ sa schimbi industria, nu vrei sa ramai tu pe parjoale, pe emulsii de mi-l sugi si ce mai faci tu? Daca Satra era o brutarie tu erai jegu’ de sub paine. Esti ultima petarda si tot nu stii sa bubui singur. Cat sa te mai traga, ma, baietii aia dupa ei? Pai Killa a plecat ca se saturase sa iti futa tie femeile. Ca doar ce femei sa futi tu? Zici ca te imbraca Chat GPT. Cand Macanache isi punea dintii, tie iti cadeau. Esti asa terminat ca iti desenezi singuri puli pe fata inainte sa adormi, le mai faci si mult par pe coaie. Te-ai dus la urbanist om, ai plecat carte de joc, futu-ti hainele alea de juvete de trefla. N-ai mai avut coronita din clasa a doua si ti-ai pus acu’ la 35 de ani. Singura coroana care ti se potriveste e aia de flori. Arati, arati ca orice trapper din state care trebuia sa moara mai devreme. Si cumva toti trebuie sa acceptam ca inca te simti bine. Da ma, cam asta as putea sa-ti ofer daca vrei sa lucram impreuna si sa stii ca am crezut doar 94% din ce am zis. Merge?
NU!
Coaie, asta mi-a inchis telefonu’?
c#m adica ti-a inchis telefonu’?
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Conversație cu Popinciuc – English Translation
Yes!
Hello, Mirel?
Hello yes?
Mirel?
Yes?
Popinciuc?
Yes?
Yes Ma, I’m doing
Yes? What a fur! Well, let’s see each other
Coaie, this closed my phone?
How did you mean your phone?
Yes, Coaie, he closed my phone, look. Oh, stay so call me
Hello
Hello, Center for Complaints Satra B.E.N.Z.?
See me, as we are looking for you! Who my dick are you, I would put all your dick in your album? You hear the name of the album you put, creative. You and all the children born for 3 years now. Did you tell David that you always have a pocket in your pocket? Do you want to write books, ah? What my book dick to write, me? That I do not know how long will be the book, yes, of course the pages will smell the neglected dick
It smells like a neglected dick!
Mom smells? Coat, these people in the village just to carry their drugs in the ass. They don’t even put you in the #ss, yes you prefer. You have dwarfs on the brain and men on the pool. “The king turned” with his back and the goat was placed. And let you f#ck in your #ss, that it does not bother me, but yes of all the men who f#cked in the #ss, you f#ck in the ugly, coat
Yes, yes, yes I am beautiful, so …
You paint your head at 35 years old, they left you the 16-year-old fans that you leave them without bleaching at Mega. From the back you say you are Ronald McDonald. Every time I see you, do you look like another aunt with grandchildren in parnaie, are you crazy? You look, you show, you show that Barbie with whom the children played too hard. If you did not dress like a hater of dogs from Calarasi, you could do the job
Coaie, yes I like the colors, what my dick do you have with me?
What colors do you like me, that you know only 7 colors with all with black and black? With that dog’s corpse what right do you do? That you already take him for a walk just to not die in the house. You look like you have a tapeworm that has a tapeworm. And you and the dog. When you go out with him in the park, do you make them with anal balls, do you want to lie to you? All the artists from Label left you, that you named it after the dog, as they live from scratches
Cooie, get in my dick that I changed the industry, you don’t know that
It would be the case to change the industry, you don’t want to stay on the parjoles, the emulsions you suck and what are you doing? If Satra was a bakery you were a jug under the bread. You are the last firecracker and you still do not know how to bump alone. How much will they pull you, me, those guys after them? Pai Killa a plecat ca se saturase sa iti futa tie femeile. That just what women to f#ck? You say that you dress chat. When Macanache put his teeth, you were falling. You are so finished drawing your own chicks on your face before you fall asleep, you do a lot of hair. Te-ai dus la urbanist om, ai plecat carte de joc, futu-ti hainele alea de juvete de trefla. You have never had the crown in the second class and you put yourself at 35 years old. The only crown that suits you is that flowers. You look, you show that any trapper from the states that had to die earlier. And somehow we all have to accept that you still feel good. Yes, that’s what I could offer you if you want to work together and know that I only believed 94% of what I said. Go?
NOT!
Coaie, this closed my phone?
How did you mean your phone?
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