Mr. Pimp Lotion - Hvem Stjal Spenolen Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

English

Who Stole The Spenol?

Yeah, I was tipsy, I went hard on alcohol
I had a show at John Dee and I drank some smuggled alcohol from Poland.
Don't force me to draw my gun
It's best when someone speaks it out, Who stole the Spenol?

Was boss ass Karro who tucked it under the dress?
Or is it Santiago? the mysterious Hispanic?
Keep it 100, you gotta know the password
It's best when someone speaks it out, Who stole the Spenol?

From the old scool like Øyvind Holen who comes in from O.P.P, the famous metropolis
Where smoothe players swear to Spenolen
And weensier smoothe players drive on with the Rohypnol

I'm suffering, I switch it to the Paracetamol
Because I dig that Spenol more than Big Ice digga Stimorolen
I go and irk, it's not easy to hold the mask
I should have slapped the one who took the Magnum Bottle

It was probably not one of mine, right?
It'd be so freaking good if it was one of my colleagues
But after Baris, many of 'em feel jealous
I hope it wasn't my homie Oral Bee

And O.D.P's distanced itself recently
My BFF, was the one who allowed himself to be tempted?
I'm writing down a list
There's no time to lose
The person who took Spenolen will be six feet under real soon...

Do you know your bridge O.D? He's innocent
Pure flour in the bag, my alibi is valid.
Well, let's go Jihad entirely
We can surely bring more and sweep the joint to a charity event.

Mister Pimp, now we have to think like sows
I recall Bob Dalton taking some exaggerated sips
There could be more villains, I guess some cracks too.
I think we'll call Bob D and check it.
(Hello?)

Nah, it was, Bob
But it's still an inside job
If you impeach me, eh, then you must be nuts!
He doesn't use Spenol, only the creams from L'Oreal

Ah, But you gotta check with that boss Jon
I heard he needs some lubrication to keep the flap in operation
Yup, do you want more info?
Promise a bounty, at least a million

It was cream, it was cream
I tell you, it's cream
I'm a machine and I don't drink from the bottle
Maybe he's one us, no one here is poking their noses into anything.
It must be the dude that no one would've believed
He's the handsome opera guy who made Krem bother
He charmed everyone, then quickly sneaked out the exit
The thief is Solli-Tangen

Ah, yes it might be true that I left quite early
And I think many of them are so solemn
But they don't know diddi
The young boss from Porsgrunn city

For many years, I've spattered cash and bawlet
I own a lot of cool stuff and none of 'em is stolen.
They have enough value, zero need for thefts
If he asks that movie guy, fuck what Krem says!

Oh, wii, it ain't the fault of a G
It's Karro or the one who steaks your bottle
What are we gonna do with that bottle? Karro thinks it's pathetic.
We didn't have the steak bottle, we had the steak jacket

Bitch, but I have info
About the triple O.G, who always exercises fitness.
I saw him in the baris as he poured himself a soda!
Then he calmly dripped a Magnum Bottle into his bag like a snitch.

Oh, wii, no, the va’kke G
I'm not suspicious, for I have an alibi
I have a silky soft skin and spenol allergy
I'm a GO-Therm Playa real biotherm G

Spenol is for cocksuckers!, udders and extra glide and on Pimp-L, mayne, Now I'm having my doubts.
Could it be that the thief is Lo-Lo?
They boy who hid the bottle for he needed a promo

So, listen here, Lotion, or listen to bagelladden
I will give you the name of the one who steaks the bottleladden

Yes, have a good day, young man. Are you ready for a rumor?
The streets say that this is the one you should fear.
He's known as his insidious and his tortures
That he holds women captive and punishes them in cages.

All night long, he's been running around after round
Consumption of Spenol, it's a thousand times
a hundred
That which he drives, it makes me wonder...
There's no escape, not even for Martine Lunde.

So, Lo-Lo sat a little still in the boat
Let's take some time and try to solve this riddle
He clearly lives in Larvik, he was thrown out of the dance
He's tried on the mic like Mad Andre Hansen

Spread Spenol all over the arm
When he penetrated Gaute's intestine from the Farm.
My hesitation seems to be increasing
You got that right! : Frank Loke

I saw Alis in the crowd, but after the verse, he vanished.
Was it just an old-fashioned point from a clown.
No, now I think we need to think even bigger
This may get complicated, but I just gotta ask:

'Could it have been Fridtjof who was angry?'
But now that he has the bottle, he wants to participate in the team.
He comes to the concerts with a smile on his face
But maybe he's just a spy at the bottom?

Yup and it boils in my head, the Spenol bottle is gone
Which of you motherfuckers did that?
He woke me up, I was messing around here
With the guilt that's written with blood on my shirt

Beezy has a bodyguard as big as an ox
And Pimp-L has a gun in his pants
I think you should simmer down
Don't let it make a scene until you're
Permanently under anesthesia.

Turns out from TBG, he has cleared the almanac
Lotion needs a bottle when he sips the Armagnac.
Beware the little thief, we can find you on Mars
We got Gunsa via Kristin and Lars

I'm one of a kind, you won't find Makan
He throws out now and hits down the jaw
You stupid little prick, who do you think you are?
If you were a sex position, you would be missionary

Spenolen, it's gone.
Lotion's feeling down and it's not so hard to spot.
Local Cup is on the case
I know I'm gonna find the answer if you tip me sheet.

We'll begin with a tip that I received
By a delicious peach who likes Pimp's music
She asked me to think big
It was the streets that made this anger

Undoubtedly, it's not me who committed this theft.
Then about a year ago Pimp-L got a voice
That ruined Pimp's flow
There was something to pick up when it was the Baris show

One liter of Spenol was lost
And we all pondered, who the hell did that?
Is Toska hiding it in Asker?
Or was it Jon Krem who pledged it with bottles?

John Dee, it's owned by Mr. Olav Thon
And Olav Thon, well, he's a thug, he makes marble out of shavings.
In a picture taken from the stage, you can surely see the red hat
His gaze is clearly fixed on the Spenolen, he's going home and lubricating the cow.

Well, I stepped up on his stairs, he was high as a kite.
Yes, I showed him the proof, But he said
'I didn't take it?'
Because when he got to the stage, it was already gone
You can withdraw him from the list, someone else has done it.

I don't think this works, we need to change the strategy.
This is just nonsense and conspiracy theories. We need a genius. A real MC.
A Mastermind who doesn't offer a draw.

[Magnus Carlsen]
Pimp L, pour something expensive into my glass.
When Carlsen is in the building, the pieces fall into place.
I'm the Chess' arrogant bad boy
The board game's most relevant bad boy.

And none of the suspects are bluffing
The one who took the Spenol bottle was a total prick.
(Pimp L: Was it Kasparov? Or Fabiano?)
A-ah, wrong again, Lotiano!
(Pimp L: Okay, was that Agdestein Mane?)
Nope, njet, nei. The thug is the son of the former coach.
(Pimp L: Oh, holy shit, I know who you're talking about...)
Check-Mate! Ola-Jo Semb!

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Stvoren sam da te volem

Click to see the original lyrics (English)

Noćas oću sve da ti podarim
U mraku, tol'ko je otog što oću da uradim
I večeras oću pred noge oto da ti položim
Jer devojko, stvoren sam za tebe
A devojko, ti si stvorena za mene

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?

Noćas želim to videti u očima tvojim
Magiju da osetim, ima štogod što me čini divljim
A noćas ćemo to ostvariti sve
Jer devojko, stvorena si za mene
I frajlice, stvoren sam za tebe

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Opravljen sam da volem te
Ti stvorena si da voleš me
A ja ti to mogu dati sve
Možeš li ti meni dati sve?

Ne mogu se zasititi
Ne mogu se namiriti
Ne mogu se zasititi

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?

Stvoren sam, stvorena si
Ne mogu se zasititi
Ne, ne mogu se namiriti

Opravljen sam da te volem moje lane
A ti da voleš mene
I ne mogu te se zasititi
Možeš li se zasititi mene ti?
Opravljen sam da volem te
Ti stvorena si da voleš me
A ja ti to mogu dati sve
Možeš li ti meni dati sve?

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EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS

An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.

Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.

At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.

When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.

Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.

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Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page

I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!

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Heavenly clouds

Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.

Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?

No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.