Cola-Funk - Tabanka Djazz

All the girls! I want unuh back me to the max pon this one, enuh 'Cause this one a fi unuh Jesus Christ, for unuh look sweet, eeh? Watch yah Have mercy Woii A just the Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Bruk out, bruk out, gyal a you have the shape Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Skin out, skin out, gyal a you have the shape Inna the place, uptown girls have the shape Inna the place, downtown girls have the shape Inna the place, a London girls have the shape Inna the place, New York girls have the shape Inna the place, Canadian girls have the shape A dem have the shape and a give man headache A dem have the shape make man body shake 'Cause dem a fling big stone and buss up man face A dem have the shape 'cause war inna the place A just the Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Bruk out, bruk out, girl a you have the shape Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Skin out, skin out, girl a you have the shape When dem a walk, it's like an earthquake When dem a run, the whole place, it a shake Weh dem get so much shape from? God, he knows But dem look good when dem put on dem clothes Man no stop call to dem pon the road 'Cause the gyal dem, a dem have the road code A just the Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Bruk out, bruk out, girl a you have the shape Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Skin out, skin out, girl a you have the shape When you see dem, I say, you can't underrate You have to go up to dem and congratulate And dem a fling big stone and buss up man face Jamaican gyal dem full up of shape And when me see dem, God knows, me can't wait Me haffi go up to dem and congratulate A just the Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Bruk out, bruk out, girl a you have the shape Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Skin out, skin out, gyal a you have the shape Whine pon your mate, she nuh have no shape Whine pon your mate, she's shaped like an ape Whine pon your mate, she don't have no face Whine pon your mate, she don't have no taste But the body weh you have, gyal, a it run the place 24-7 and 44-8 pon the man's bike back, and post up at him gate A just the Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Bruk out, bruk out, girl a you have the shape Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Skin out, skin out, girl a you have the shape Inna the place, uptown girls have the shape Inna the place, downtown girls have the shape Inna the place, a London girls have the shape Inna the place, New York girls have the shape Inna the place, Canadian girls have the shape Me can't wait pon Patsy, she's full up of shape Me can't wait pon Beverly, she's full up of shape Me can't wait, me want the gyal come post up at mi gate She a fling big stone and buss up my face When me see the gyal dem, me tell dem that, me can't underrate Me haffi go up to her and congratulate And tell the gyal she have the sweetness, a she run the place A just the Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Bruk out, bruk out, gyal a you have the shape Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Skin out, skin out, gyal a you have the shape A God make unuh, unuh get the shape, woman I tell unuh aloud, unuh come fi sweet up man And me bawl, a God make unuh, have the shape, woman A God make unuh fi come sweet up man Gyal! Cock up your hand, you have the big, fat, bottom And, the man see you, fall in attention And, a you alone him a spend money pon Pon the bike back, the ten ton bottom Pon the mic, a now the one, Simpleton Solid me solid, and me full of action Out of mi mama, which part me come from That's why me haffi big up all the woman A just the Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Bruk out, bruk out, gyal a you have the shape Coca Cola bottle shape, a it a run the place Skin out, skin out...

Wir sind doch zu müde, zu sagen, was gut ist Zu schwer sind die Glieder, du sagst nur, du blutest Dein Kopf sagt was scheint noch, was leuchtet in der nacht? Ahh, wenn nur der Mond und die Sterne Noch gut zu dir sind, dein Kopf ist gut zu mir Wenn du jetzt fragst komm ich noch mit, auf zwei Glas Cola Wenn du lachst, wenn du frierst Wenn du schaust sag ich: Hey, fühlst du dich wohler? Du schaffst es von hier bis zum Nordpol in Barfuß Gefeiert am Nordpol, du frierst und du blutest Dein Bauch sagt: Was scheint noch? Was leuchtet in der Nacht? Ahh, wenn nur der Mond und die Sterne Noch gut zu dir sind, dein Kopf ist gut zu mir Wenn du jetzt fragst komm ich noch mit, auf zwei Glas Cola Wenn du lachst, wenn du frierst Wenn du schaust sag ich: Hey, fühlst du dich wohler? Gib uns 48 Stunden für den Kampf gegen die Bösen Wenn du jetzt fragst, dann komm ich mitten durch die Nacht, dich zu erlösen Gott kommt, gibt uns warme Milch und sagt Ich hab das alles nicht selbst gemacht! Ahh, nur den Mond und die Sterne und diese Nacht Wenn du jetzt fragst komm ich noch mit, auf zwei Glas Cola Wo du lachst, wo du frierst, wo du atmest und schläfst, fühl' ich mich wohler! Gib uns 48 Stunden für den Kampf gegen die Bösen Wenn du grad' kannst, komm bitte mitten durch die Nacht, mich zu erlösen