Wyclef Jean — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Party To Damascus Remix
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Party To Damascus Remix » de Wyclef Jean.
Paroles
Me and Clef on this track what you want
Heard you wanna battle us both I hope you don’t
Hand me my mic, two woofers in my trunk (huh)
Sound like gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk
(c'mon)
I drink that Dom Perignon (oh)
I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on (uh)
I got that red eye bomb, get you stoned (yeah)
I got them gunshots, head knock 'til my bed stop
Hey
It goes, «Missy you hit me with the henny got me dizzy
like a lesbi
I heard you wear turtleneckses' to hide your hickies.»
I’m freaky, dickie, like Samantha ‘Sex in the City'
Lookie, lookie here
I only came to party
Easy shorty, with one dance
I put you in a trance
Not a body experience
As time flies, we have fun
But I don’t want it to pass
My total love gots you waiting like a whoop-lash
Hey
I teach you what you want (oh yeah)
The things you need to know (oh yeah)
Come in and shut the door (yeah)
Lets get this party goin (uh huh)
Baby let me show you, how you can satisfy a girl needs
(oh yeah, c’mon, c’mon)
In the mornin, in the evenin
In the nighttime, gotta have it It’s a feelin I can’t fight it You got me speakin another language
(Bo habibi, Nishtage’a)
It’s official raise your glasses
Cause this party gonna go to Damascus
Its me turn
I’m Mr. International
Cause when I move, everybody moves
«Quand je fais l’amour on m’appelle Roméo.»
That’s was French, if I missed ya You want Spanish y’all
All my guys grab two ladies now
«Mi alas amigos puedos dos senorita yo»
Freakin' in Japanese shooting in the West Indies
Its breaking down, go and fetch the wrench
I’m suddenly all Jewish
And tossin' it up at a Bar-mitz-pha
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gotta have it W-Y to the Clef (c'mon)
Boy I keep it realer than the titties on my chest (yeah)
«Milk does your body good,"come on take a sip
Like, it taste good don’t it You’s a fine dreadlock, come on get
How many times Missy crushed the very best?
How many bombs on my summer, Funk Flex? (uh)
As many times as Teddy Reilly said «yep, yep»
Did you get it?
I stays on your mind like a fitted (uh)
Like Diddy make you walk for cheesecakes to the city
(woo)
Rough chick, dirty jeans, ain’t nothin pretty (uh)
Me and Clef steppin to the mic to get busy (c'mon)
(uh oh) Yeah, hey yo Clef
(uh oh) Uh oh What’s up Missy (uh oh)
You know I love ya girl (oh)
What’s up Missy
Let’s go (uh)
I got the guitar soundin like a satar
Holy, holy, Jerry Wonder I need some security
Call police
Traduction des paroles
Comme, il a bon goût n'est-ce pas que vous êtes un bon dreadlock, allez obtenir
Combien de fois Missy a écrasé le meilleur?
Combien de bombes sur mon été, Funk Flex? (euh)
Autant de fois que Teddy Reilly a dit " oui, oui»
Avez-vous l'obtenir?
Je reste sur votre esprit comme un (euh)
Comme Diddy vous faire marcher pour cheesecakes à la ville
(Woo)
Poussin rugueux, jeans sales, n'est rien de joli (uh)
Moi et Clef steppin au micro pour s'occuper (allez)
(uh oh) ouais, Hey yo Clef
(oh oh) oh oh qu'est-Ce Missy (uh oh)
Tu sais que je t'aime fille (oh)
Quoi de neuf Missy
Let's go (euh)
J'ai le son de la guitare comme un satar
Bon sang, Jerry se demande si j'ai besoin de sécurité
Appeler la police