Beeda Weeda — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson No Hoe Remix
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « No Hoe Remix » de Beeda Weeda.
Paroles
You know, E-4, he don’t give a fuck about no hoe, or no bro, no homo
They hating on my mojo, that’s why I tote a 4.4. in
I’m murking off this Lambi and I’m hoping I don’t go though
Toto, sick with it, logo on my photo
I drive it like a stolo, tonight I got a show though and I’mma finna see some
more though
If the po-po pull me over they gon' ask me for my photo (photo, photo)
ID, L’s, yo-yo, cocoa, scale, yell, billy club, chokehold
If I need coke I’m gon' get it from my bro though
My black chick a 10 and my Latin is an ocho
My white bitch just so-so, my Asain is your hoe
I’m mobile, I’m global, I’m mogul, I’m local, not loco, but local
I’m crazy, I’m 4−0, like
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about no hoe (no hoe, no hoe, no hoe, no hoe)
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about no hoe, he’ll snatch your hoe and take her to
the hoe stroll
D-Lo, you already know though, he don’t give a fuck about no nigga or no hoe
though
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about your hoe, he’ll put a bitch up in the trap up
in the rain and the snow
I don’t care but the weather, but go get your rain coat (go, go, go, go)
It might get wet, but the money’s still the same though
A ripper or your dame, damn the ripper’s still the same though
She say she got powers, that’s what you call a super
Pull them bitties out like Janet Jackson at the Super Bowl
It’s D-Lo, you already know that I was in though
I’ll mack a chick until she bow-legged or pigeon-toed
The black girl, the white girl, the Chinese, the Siamese
I need a quarter, I ain’t messing with no dime-piece
You-booba-la-boopty, lil mama got booty
The mama’s a groupy, but she riding a hoopty
Man I’m running through these hookers like Flava Flave
But I ain’t looking for no love, I’m just trying to get paid
You can catch me in the East with my chopper in the hood
Like my brother Sleazy-D, I’d break Oprah if I could
Oh yaaa
It’s young Beeda Weeda, fuck 'em, don’t feed 'em, I don’t love 'em,
I don’t need 'em
Might just stuff 'em in the beamer, take 'em to the trap and leave 'em
Playing with my money, bitch you might just catch a beating
For real though, she already know though
Slap a bitch up and give a fuck about the po-po
Disrespect her daddy and she know that that’s a no-no
Any type of weather she gone' be out on that hoe stroll
in those hoe clothes, mini skirts with
Catch them on the 4, by the check cash is stolo, ho though
D-Lo, you already know though
How we eat at we get a lot of hoe dough
All she need is guidance and a little bit of promo
Still on Craigslist you a motherfucking dumbo
Sell it to the girl bust them tricks
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch make me rich, BITCH
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about no hoe (no hoe, no hoe, no hoe, no hoe)
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about no ho, he’ll snatch your hoe and tack her to
the hoe stroll
D-Lo, you already know though, he don’t give a fuck about no nigga or no hoe
though
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about your hoe, he’ll put a bitch up in the trap up
in the rain and the snow
D-Lo, you already know though, he don’t give a fuck about no nigga or no hoe
though
Ride around solo, with a Glock 4−0
Come up out the club got your bitch in a chokehold, chokehold
If he get bread, make her come out as homo
Smack you in the head with the ass or the 4−0 (4−0, 4−0, 4−0, 4−0)
and my nigga C-Bo, and they go to Mac.com whipping Xeno
Fully automatic, every strap came from Reno
With the, DJ Quest in that ()
BITCH, free my nigga T though
Negro, yeah The Jack on the sequal
The dope fiend people, love the boy swag
Riding in the drop, ay bitch I got bag, bag
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about no hoe (no hoe, no hoe, no hoe, no hoe) the
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about no ho, he’ll snatch your hoe and tack her to
the hoe stroll
D-Lo, you already know though, he don’t give a fuck about no nigga or no hoe
though
D-Lo, he don’t give a fuck about your hoe, he’ll put a bitch up in the trap up
in the rain and snow
Traduction des paroles
D-Lo, il n'en a rien à foutre de no ho, il va arracher votre houe et la virer à
la houe promenade
D-Lo, vous le savez déjà, il s'en fout de pas de négro ou pas de houe
bien
D-Lo, il s'en fout de ta pute, il va mettre une chienne dans le piège
dans la pluie et la neige