CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Vojko V - Zovi Čovika (English Translation)
I walk around the house wearing boxers and slippers
My head is bald, my crotch is hairy
I'm smoking a joint so I don't get f**ked up
I'm listening to this beat and rapping in front of the mirror
Listen to the rhythm, 7/8 signature
Neither Europe nor America has this kind of rap
Tafa-tefe, tafa-te, straight from the notation book
You share a picture of yourself with a child, man, I hide your posts immediately
Because I'm a grinch and I don't leave my lair
You got a baby, I won't come visit it
Vojko is straight up cash, I live by my own pace
Leave me alone to pick my olives
I have my WAV files on my desktop
We come to Belgrade, we party on the floats
We come to Zagreb, we fill the Tvornica
I c*m without a condom and fill up your pu**y
Because I look better on a poster ad
Because I look better when my lipas blossom
And when my kunas blossom, I look the best
Everybody sticks to me cause I look good and I'm handsome
I have 10 radars for phonies
I'm surrounded by lunatics like Malnar
Dječaci and Kiša are freaks
Our life is a game like rock, paper, scissors
Split is a Zoo, the people are animals
Guys are like bulls, the party's getting started
We're collecting cash to call the man
If there's no cash, call him now anyways
Call the man, call the, call the man
Call the man, call the, call the man
Who's the man? I don't know, just call the man
Take your phone out and call the man immediately
The only thing Đoka knows is getting smoked out
The only thing panties know is getting naked
The only thing eyes know is looking at boobs
The only thing I know is spitting bars
That way I may cash
I go to Dublin, I drink Guinness in pubs
I go to Medulin, I don't drink mead
I go to Hodžić and make my order
Then I burp and let out a horrid smell
I swim on the Marjan and stay in the shade
The only sollution is to be a cold b*st*rd
Vojko didn't cry when Bepina died
So people say that I'm cold and soulless
I pretend that I'm listening to you but I'm not
I'm too egotistic to listen to anyone
You're calling my brain but nobody's home
I hate everyone, I hate Kaštel Sućurac
Say "skrrt skrrt" and I'll tell you to f**k off
Kids want me to rap house
But I want a mansion like Saša from TBF
But the company behind Dječaci keeps failing
The manager's a secretary, all he does is write emails
Ivo is in the van, I'm not the laziest
Zoni is in the van, I'm not the sickest
Everything's funny to me, everything is lololo
I rap without words, like I'm a trollolo
The rhythm is Macedonian, you can't catch it
You need a tutorial, then call the man
Call the man, call the, call the man
Call the man, call the, call the man
Who's the man? I don't know, just call the man
Take your phone out and call the man immediately
I've got a bigger head than Mojo Jojo
I never found a job, I was never anyone's cuz
I tried getting a job through connections
But every connection ended up being sh*t
Because someone always has a better one
Because everyone has a daddy
Who has an even bigger daddy
Who's gonna call the biggest daddy there is
Who everyone calls Todo
Cause he holds everything in the government
Sometimes I feel like I'm Frodo
Cause an eye is spying me
Fridays, I play songs in a club, Quasimodo
I'm a better DJ than Bobo
I'm a better DJ than Zenza
Better than smaller and bigger Šme
Vojko V is an egotistical piece of sh*t
I'm constantly spitting on people
Snot's falling out of my nose
From the second floor
It's gonna fall into someone's drink
Double Jack, 80 kunas
My d**k is the size of an inch
Does that mean I have an anchovy?
Does that mean my drill doesn't drill properly when I wanna drill
Young and old people in my building say that Vojko V is a weird neighbour
Like Totoro
Call the man but don't bore him
You called him a hundred times this evening
The man's never gonna answer again - I'm finished
My head is bald, my crotch is hairy
I'm smoking a joint so I don't get f**ked up
I'm listening to this beat and rapping in front of the mirror
Listen to the rhythm, 7/8 signature
Neither Europe nor America has this kind of rap
Tafa-tefe, tafa-te, straight from the notation book
You share a picture of yourself with a child, man, I hide your posts immediately
Because I'm a grinch and I don't leave my lair
You got a baby, I won't come visit it
Vojko is straight up cash, I live by my own pace
Leave me alone to pick my olives
I have my WAV files on my desktop
We come to Belgrade, we party on the floats
We come to Zagreb, we fill the Tvornica
I c*m without a condom and fill up your pu**y
Because I look better on a poster ad
Because I look better when my lipas blossom
And when my kunas blossom, I look the best
Everybody sticks to me cause I look good and I'm handsome
I have 10 radars for phonies
I'm surrounded by lunatics like Malnar
Dječaci and Kiša are freaks
Our life is a game like rock, paper, scissors
Split is a Zoo, the people are animals
Guys are like bulls, the party's getting started
We're collecting cash to call the man
If there's no cash, call him now anyways
Call the man, call the, call the man
Call the man, call the, call the man
Who's the man? I don't know, just call the man
Take your phone out and call the man immediately
The only thing Đoka knows is getting smoked out
The only thing panties know is getting naked
The only thing eyes know is looking at boobs
The only thing I know is spitting bars
That way I may cash
I go to Dublin, I drink Guinness in pubs
I go to Medulin, I don't drink mead
I go to Hodžić and make my order
Then I burp and let out a horrid smell
I swim on the Marjan and stay in the shade
The only sollution is to be a cold b*st*rd
Vojko didn't cry when Bepina died
So people say that I'm cold and soulless
I pretend that I'm listening to you but I'm not
I'm too egotistic to listen to anyone
You're calling my brain but nobody's home
I hate everyone, I hate Kaštel Sućurac
Say "skrrt skrrt" and I'll tell you to f**k off
Kids want me to rap house
But I want a mansion like Saša from TBF
But the company behind Dječaci keeps failing
The manager's a secretary, all he does is write emails
Ivo is in the van, I'm not the laziest
Zoni is in the van, I'm not the sickest
Everything's funny to me, everything is lololo
I rap without words, like I'm a trollolo
The rhythm is Macedonian, you can't catch it
You need a tutorial, then call the man
Call the man, call the, call the man
Call the man, call the, call the man
Who's the man? I don't know, just call the man
Take your phone out and call the man immediately
I've got a bigger head than Mojo Jojo
I never found a job, I was never anyone's cuz
I tried getting a job through connections
But every connection ended up being sh*t
Because someone always has a better one
Because everyone has a daddy
Who has an even bigger daddy
Who's gonna call the biggest daddy there is
Who everyone calls Todo
Cause he holds everything in the government
Sometimes I feel like I'm Frodo
Cause an eye is spying me
Fridays, I play songs in a club, Quasimodo
I'm a better DJ than Bobo
I'm a better DJ than Zenza
Better than smaller and bigger Šme
Vojko V is an egotistical piece of sh*t
I'm constantly spitting on people
Snot's falling out of my nose
From the second floor
It's gonna fall into someone's drink
Double Jack, 80 kunas
My d**k is the size of an inch
Does that mean I have an anchovy?
Does that mean my drill doesn't drill properly when I wanna drill
Young and old people in my building say that Vojko V is a weird neighbour
Like Totoro
Call the man but don't bore him
You called him a hundred times this evening
The man's never gonna answer again - I'm finished
