Clipse, Slim Thug – Wamp Wamp (What It Do)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Slim Thug (Pusha)]
Man, I showed up. Pimpin' ya ??? up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up
C'mon WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
[Pusha T:]
No hotta, flow droppa since Papa
You Penny Annie niggaz, see I know Copper
Left the game on a high note, flow opera
Pusha still got them KIs I can unlock ya
See that watch on the sleeve? Call it show stoppa
Nigga ball around the world, call me +Globe Trotter+
Trick dollar, ask what I feel? Notta
Give a bitch yellow fever all these gold bottles
And late models, I lean throttles
Roof back with the coupe black, playa think he need goggles
Look mama, I be fly papa
Strictly Bathing Ape, Ice Cream and BBC rocker, EGHCK!
So proper, hammer time, gun cocker
Top shotta, me hesitate none, pop ya
Egg shell on the scale for my snow coppers
Don't ask what I sell, shit I'm Bet Crocker
[Chorus: Slim Thug (Pusha)]
Man, I showed up. Pimpin' ya ??? up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up
C'mon WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
[Malice:]
Mirror mirror, who's the fairest?
Tricked a buck fifty on that horse and carriage
Must admit, nothing like these carats
Them hoes holla back just like they parrots
Down to the watches, alligator strap
Six different time zones, I don't set her back
17 a brick, yeah, go and tell 'em that
I got the wamp wamp when I move it its still damp
Mildew-ish when I heat it, it turn bluish
It cools to a tight wad, the Pyrex is Jewish
I get paper, it seems I get foolish
Take it to Jacob and play "Which hues the bluest?"
We ain't browsing, luxurious housing
Pull up so mean with the Angel bowing
Or with the emblem bearing the stallion
European custom, the leathers Italian
[Chorus: Slim Thug (Pusha)]
Man, I showed up. Pimpin' ya ??? up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up
C'mon WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
[Pusha T:]
EGHCK! So much glamour, that I can't stand the
Bright from the ice, chain xenon lamp ya
Depression in ya mind like a free frame camera
The white tape tight like ya seen on pampers
What's under the couch? Probably freeze up Santa
What ever it cost baby we got answers
Line outside full of Jo-Jo Dancers
"We Got it for Cheap" that's the Re-Up anthem
[Malice:]
By far the coldest, '06 Lotus
0 to 60, hocus pocus
The feds don't know so they stick they noses
While we off the coast, proposing toasts
Hoes and mo shit, the family close knit
And deep like the ?Who two? You cockroaches
Just like the flow, the fo's ferocious
I tuck you in. homie. "Buenos noches"
[Chorus: Slim Thug (Pusha)]
Man, I showed up. Pimpin' ya ??? up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the dro up, my cup mold up
Bitch don't just stand there wit ya nose up
C'mon WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)
Ha! WAMP! WAMP! What it do? (What it do?)

Paroles (Traduction)

[Refrain : Slim Thug (Pusha)]
Mec, j'ai débarqué. En train de te fringuer
Je file droit au bar pour me poser
Je roule le joint, mon verre se moule
Pouffiasse, ne reste pas là le nez en l'air
Allez WAMP! WAMP! Quoi de neuf ? (Quoi de neuf ?)
Ha ! WAMP! WAMP! Quoi de neuf ? (Quoi de neuf ?)
WAMP! WAMP! Quoi de neuf ? (Quoi de neuf ?)
Ha ! WAMP! WAMP! Quoi de neuf ? (Quoi de neuf ?)
[Pusha T :]
Pas plus chaud, flow dévastateur depuis Papa
Vous les petites frappes, je sais qui vous êtes
J'ai quitté le jeu sur une note élevée, opéra de flow
Pusha a toujours ces clés que je peux te débloquer
Tu vois cette montre sur la manche ? Appelle ça un arrêt de spectacle
Mec, je joue dans le monde entier, on m'appelle +Trotteur du Globe+
Trick dollar, demande ce que je ressens ? Rien
Donne à une pouffiasse la fièvre jaune avec toutes ces bouteilles en or
Et les derniers modèles, j'incline les gaz
Toit ouvert avec la voiture noire, le joueur pense qu'il a besoin de lunettes
Regarde maman, je suis un papa stylé
Strictement Bathing Ape, Ice Cream et BBC rocker, EGHCK !
Tellement correct, coup de marteau, armé
Top shotta, je n'hésite pas, je te descends
Coquille d'œuf sur la balance pour mes vendeurs de neige
Ne demande pas ce que je vends, je suis un genre de Bet Crocker
[Refrain : Slim Thug (Pusha)]
Mec, j'ai débarqué. En train de te fringuer
Je file droit au bar pour me poser
Je roule le joint, mon verre se moule
Pouffiasse, ne reste pas là le nez en l'air

Thématique La drogue

Style Hip-hop

Keywords Kendrick Lamar, Pharrell Williams

Entités normées Clipse, Slim Thug