Origineel
[Intro: J2K]
She likes to drink it
She grabs the glass and likes to sip it
She loves Champagne, rosé campaigns
If you got a bottle then she wants to drink it
[Verse 1: J2K]
She loves the whole flex
When I’m bringing the bottles
In Christian Audigier
Can’t copy him (uhuh, uhuh)
She love the colour of the bottle though
Get her little hands on it, she’s a bottle o-pen-er
But yo, this ones a rosé
Watch her twist the top then follow up
You can learn a few things just swallow up
You dun know what Madonna does
She’s telling me
[Verse 2: Wrigley]
She likes to wine on it
Short skirt look kind of fine in it
Yeah she likes to whine on it
That’s why I keep my eyes on it
I’m in the club, just clock something nice
Eyes on her wondering “what’s on her mind?” – me!
I was watching her wind
Like I was minding her drink, watching her wine
I’m fly in the club, my lyrics are the shit
There’s flies on my book
I’m shining because I’m blessed and I’m wise
You know I’ve got girls to the left and the right
[Verse 3: Ice Kid]
She loves what I be
Me and my team run the grime scene
Covered in Ice Cream down to my feet
Check the icey on the back of my jeans
When I hit the rave, dog, its ???
Have the bottle of ??? no Renault, no Focus
A class, triple a pass, and a quick entrance – no joke thing
Come here to rep for the rave
But if anyone steps in my face
I’m setting a pace, it’s all weapons ablaze
I ain’t telling them I step with the […]
[Verse 4: Wretch 32]
Look, she likes to tease me
But im outta this world with E.T
She knows the Wretch is greasy
We’ll get connected with BT
Why you gotta be like that
I ain’t trying to be your man
That’s Ironik, babe
I see your plan, in fact I’m on it
So be proud to meet your match
With no pitch, or referee
We’ll do this in the Westwood: Legendary
I ain’t doubting I’m fast
Your my head mistress but I’m out of your class
[Verse 5: Ghetts]
She likes the carnival
Favourite film; Love & Basketball
I’m a hot boy, here comes the barbecue
She’s got a man but I’m unregardable
I might link up with somebody’s woman
Just because somebody bet me I couldn’t
If she ain’t a good’n
I’ll bring the whole hood in
From when I get my foot in her door, I keep pushing
Because if I get breakfast then I want extras
Lunch, dinner and pudding, I’m looking
Drive way, do it my way when I’m pulling
Give her the hood, which one of you wouldn’t?
[Verse 6: Wiley]
She likes to the dance some
I’m here again to hype the dance, got
Girls a lot inside the dance
Can’t forget the three that like to dance
Yo, do a one step, two step, three step
Billy came back for the remix
And all the girls that we get
Want to see the sun like phoenix
Ain’t no B-list
The route I took was a scenic
Straight to the corner of the club
I’m a relish
She’s not giving a damn
Where she’s putting her hands
We’ve got similar plans for this evening
[Verse 7: Bashy]
She likes my t-shirt (bish, bash, bosh)
Wants me to pipe and breed her
Plus, her ex man’s a idiot
Me her and her best friend can threesome
It’s a one grand, two grand, more
I can afford anything that she wants
(What did you lash bash?) course!
When I finished, she couldn’t walk
Dead, she was a corpse
Then I taught her the latest craze
Know, Gracious K
Take your right then your left
Then put both hands on my head
(Show me how you get down)
[Verse 8: Scorcher]
She likes the winner flow
And the way I directed the video
Check one, check two
Check when you see me though
I look like money in the wallet
Big money in my wallet
Honey if I’m on it
We can make loving on the bonnet
Can I grab the Bent’ off Will
Look down, its kinda got a gentle feel
Look round, it’s kinda like sex on wheels
Chain all blinging
Big stage, a cane all swinging
Dropped a little change on Wigan
F’ them pennys
I stay for the pimps, I’m getting
[Verse 9: Chipmunk]
She ain’t in to grime, fam (no she ain’t)
But I know she knows who I am
I’m in the dance
10 man done already got parred
But there’s only one can than I can
First thing’s first, I am not on the grind
Diamonds independent, my sign
Got females totally on it
She looked at my wrist and was like
“God damn, Chip, what’s that?”
A mortgage deposit
I’m just being modest
I mean honest, it’s all the truth
You can blame it on me, girl, fuck the Goose
Munk
[Verse 10: Griminal]
Nasty she likes me. Me. Me. Me. Me
M-m-m-m-m-m-m me, me
It’s all about me
Me and the money, man
It’s all bout P’s
G’s, Girl is like “Griminal, sleep”
Boy with a bad bitch, Griminal be
The new school lyrical G
Girl on their knees like “Griminal, please..!”
Griminal wants, Griminal needs
4 bill a show be the minimal fee
[Outro]
Change, change
Change, change
Change, change
Change, change
Change, change
Change, change
Vertaling
[Intro: J2K]
Ze drinkt het graag
Ze pakt het glas en neemt er graag een slokje van
Ze houdt van Champagne, rosé campagnes
If you got a bottle then she wants to drink it
[Verse 1: J2K]
She loves the whole flex
When I’m bringing the bottles
In Christian Audigier
Can’t copy him (uhuh, uhuh)
She love the colour of the bottle though
Get her little hands on it, she’s a bottle o-pen-er
But yo, this ones a rosé
Kijk hoe ze de dop draait en dan volgt
Je kan een paar dingen leren, gewoon doorslikken
Je weet niet wat Madonna doet
She’s telling me
[Verse 2: Wrigley]
She likes to wine on it
Short skirt look kind of fine in it
Yeah she likes to whine on it
That’s why I keep my eyes on it
I’m in the club, just clock something nice
Eyes on her wondering “what’s on her mind?” – Ik.
I was watching her wind
Like I was minding her drink, watching her wine
I’m fly in the club, my lyrics are the shit
There’s flies on my book
Ik straal omdat ik gezegend en wijs ben.
Je weet dat ik links en rechts meiden heb.
[Verse 3: Ice Kid]
She loves what I be
Ik en mijn team runnen de grime scene
Covered in Ice Cream down to my feet
Check het ijs op de achterkant van mijn jeans
When I hit the rave, dog, its ???
Ik heb de fles. Geen Renault, geen Focus.
Een klasse, driedubbel een pas, en een snelle entree – geen grapje ding
Ik kom hier om de rave te vertegenwoordigen
Maar als iemand in mijn gezicht stapt
Ik zet een tempo in, het is allemaal wapens in brand
Ik vertel ze niet dat ik stap met de […]
[Verse 4: Wretch 32]
Kijk, ze houdt ervan om me te plagen
Maar ik ben weg van deze wereld met E.T
She knows the Wretch is greasy
We’ll get connected with BT
Why you gotta be like that
Ik probeer niet je man te zijn.
Dat is ironisch, schat.
Ik zie je plan, in feite ben ik ermee bezig
Dus wees trots om je gelijke te ontmoeten
Zonder veld, of scheidsrechter
We doen dit in de Westwood: Legendary
Ik twijfel er niet aan dat ik snel ben
Je bent mijn hoofd meesteres maar ik ben uit je klasse
[Verse 5: Ghetts]
She likes the carnival
Favoriete film; Love & Basketball
I’m a hot boy, here comes the barbecue
She’s got a man but I’m unregardable
I might link up with somebody’s woman
Just because somebody bet me I couldn’t
If she ain’t a good’n
Ik haal de hele buurt erbij
Vanaf het moment dat ik mijn voet tussen haar deur zet, blijf ik pushen
Want als ik ontbijt krijg, wil ik extra’s
Lunch, diner en pudding, ik ben op zoek
Rij weg, doe het op mijn manier als ik trek
Geef haar de kap, wie van jullie zou dat niet doen?
[Verse 6: Wiley]
She likes to the dance some
I’m here again to hype the dance, got
Girls a lot inside the dance
Can’t forget the three that like to dance
Yo, do a one step, two step, three step
Billy kwam terug voor de remix
And all the girls that we get
Want to see the sun like phoenix
Ain’t no B-list
The route I took was a scenic
Straight to the corner of the club
I’m a relish
She’s not giving a damn
Where she’s putting her hands
We hebben dezelfde plannen voor vanavond
[Verse 7: Bashy]
She likes my t-shirt (bish, bash, bosh)
Wil dat ik haar pijp en voortplant
Plus, haar ex man is een idioot
Me her and her best friend can threeesome
It’s a one grand, two grand, more
Ik kan me alles veroorloven wat ze wil
Natuurlijk.
Toen ik klaar was, kon ze niet meer lopen.
Dood, ze was een lijk
Toen leerde ik haar de nieuwste rage
Weet je, genadige K
Neem je rechter dan je linker
Leg dan beide handen op mijn hoofd
(Show me how you get down)
[Verse 8: Scorcher]
She likes the winner flow
And the way I directed the video
Check een, check twee
Check als je me ziet
I look like money in the wallet
Veel geld in mijn portemonnee
Schatje, als ik er op sta
We kunnen vrijen op de motorkap
Kan ik de Bent’ van Will pakken
Kijk naar beneden, het voelt zachtjes aan
Kijk rond, het is net seks op wielen
Chain all blinging
Big stage, a cane all swinging
Een beetje kleingeld op Wigan
F’ them pennys
I stay for the pimps, I’m getting
[Vers 9: Chipmunk]
She ain’t in to grime, fam (no she ain’t)
But I know she knows who I am
I’m in the dance
10 man is al gepareerd
But there’s only one can than I can
First thing’s first, I am not on the grind
Diamonds independent, my sign
Got females totally on it
Ze keek naar mijn pols en zei.
“Godverdomme, Chip, wat is dat?”
Een hypotheekdeposito.
Ik ben gewoon bescheiden.
Ik bedoel eerlijk, het is allemaal de waarheid
Je kunt mij de schuld geven, meisje, de pot op met die Gans.
Munk
[Verse 10: Griminal]
Nasty she likes me. Mij. Mij. Mij. Me
M-m-m-m-m-m-mij, mij
It’s all about me
Mij en het geld, man
It’s all bout P’s
G’s, Girl is like “Griminal, sleep”
Boy with a bad bitch, Griminal be
The new school lyrical G
Girl on their knees like “Griminal, please..!”
Griminal wil, Griminal heeft nodig
4 bill per show is de minimale vergoeding
[Outro]
verandering, verandering
Verandering, verandering
Verandering, verandering
Verandering, verandering
Verandering, verandering
Verandering, verandering