Ja Rule — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson The Manual
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « The Manual » de Ja Rule.
Paroles
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You talk too much shit
You know niggaz always talkin bout bitches ain’t shit
Money over bitches
But give all our money to the bitches any fuckin way
(I love my bitch) So I’ma send some love out
to the bitches, holla
Shit, here’s somethin to remember
When we met that day in September
But, you’ve been gone since November
Had to finish out yo' last college semester
Her major — brokerage investor
She probably go broke tryin to invest her
Time and money in somethin that she call love
Cause, she love fuckin with thug niggaz
That alwasy get high and had to be drug dealers
Eventually, she hooked up with some hood bitches
The hood bitches turned her on to strippin
Now the, gettin is good and it’s well understood
That money on the wood can make things get harder
Be glad I’m not a pimp, if I was I’d charge ya But for all that you go through, just thought I’d let you know
Hoes need love too, I’m fuckin witchu
Niggaz need to read the man-u-al
To seperate your housewife from a hoe
Cause there’s no rules to this shit here
Am I makin myself clear?
What she don’t know won’t hurt her y’all
So keep big pimpin on the low
Cause there’s no rules to what I do And I know, hoes need love too
You know what they say right? Bitches ain’t shit
And all men are dogs cause we just wanna fuck
Sundown to sun up, one up on a hoe
I might go down on the low, that’s just me though
From L-A-X to Heathrow, I’m one of them niggaz
that really doesn’t need no, introduction
When I met her she was «Girl, Interrupted»
Grew up became a woman not to be trusted
Frustrated and flustered, living amongst
these thieves hoes and hustlers, I’m diggin what’s next
She had a studio apartment in the projects
With her and her girl from D.C. used to bus checks
And hold the coke, her niggaz ain’t sold yet
In hopes the copes don’t know about all this
Shit, for all that you go through
Just wanna let you know, hoes need love too
Fake nails, fake breasts, fake eyes too
It’s oh-four, and that’s kinda what we used to But you don’t holla back like you used to, but I ain’t mad at cha
I’m happy for a bitch, even if I can’t have her
I remember when you was down in Atlanta
Workin gentlemen’s clubs and you didn’t even know what a gentlemen was
Forty to love and I wanna serve
That body like Serena’s with less curves
But actions speak louder than words, and you gettin your money
Mami every month, 15th and 1st
Shit could be worse, you could be in the struggle
Or born with no ass and have nothin to hustle
Go on flex your muscle, cause that ain’t the case is it?
Go on get your paper keep flossin on these bitches
Cause for all that you go through
Just thought I’d let you know, hoes need love too, I’m fuckin witchu
Traduction des paroles
Veux juste vous faire savoir, houes ont besoin d'amour aussi
Faux ongles, faux seins, faux yeux trop
C'est oh-quatre, et c'est un peu ce que nous avions l'habitude de faire, mais tu ne reviens pas comme avant, mais je ne suis pas en colère contre cha
Je suis heureux pour une salope, même si Je ne peux pas l'avoir
Je me souviens quand tu étais à Atlanta
Travailler dans les clubs de messieurs et vous ne saviez même pas ce qu'était un gentleman
Quarante à aimer et je veux servir
Ce corps comme Serena a moins de courbes
Mais les actions parlent plus fort que les mots, et vous gettin votre argent
Mami tous les mois, 15 et 1er
Merde pourrait être pire, vous pourriez être dans la lutte
Ou né sans cul et n'a rien à bousculer
Continuez à fléchir vos muscles, parce que ce n'est pas le cas, n'est-ce pas?
Allez prenez votre papier gardez flossin sur ces salopes
Cause pour tout ce que vous traversez
J'ai juste pensé que je te le ferais savoir, les houes ont besoin d'amour aussi, je suis un putain de sorcier