High Rollers
2024
3:52
Official Music Video
High Rollers by Pharrell Williams
Lyrics & Translation
English
Okay this today's lecture
On how it should be done
Yessir
Why I keep having to school y'all niggas?
Yo
Behind the door there was Gatman, who was also known for robbin'
Aquaman cooked the coke and kept the Superman saucy
A dirty nigga that wasn't known for washin'
[?] he didn't care what it cost him
Eventually the nigga started cookin' cre-ation nothing but the reverse of 12-B
The tumultuous life of Skateboard P
I hang with white people but you don't know me
I seen, niggas run down stood over and gunned down
One shot up in his arm, then he spun 'round
Now how does in front of his son sound?
And get his dog it was just one round
For the ready rock they smoke that shit on cans
I was rockin' flattops and rockin' slip-on Vans
Screamin' "Killa dude! ", and rolling my pants up
As the ghetto bitches mixed the neighbourhood dances up
But this wasn't a soft place
Friendship villages threw the smile off ya face
Trainin' em young, they were schoolin' 'em mane
Fifteen killer niggas face cool as a fan
Told them "The right bullet hole will free one's soul
Let you control the block and get a ve-hicle"
So I, started pacin' the X of my situation
Then I became the bases of, see style's translation
Sure I'm on that brothership but I started thinking color-less
Like my favorite watch but I had to get the other wrist
Reporters like "Yo, so what you done good?"
Fall back bitch, I brought computers to the hood
Whether you ride or you above the law
Make money money, make money money money
Don't even try if you afraid to fall
Nigga make money money, make money money money
Keep your mommies that'll ride with the dice taped with the raw
Make money money, make money money money
Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call
So we make money money, make money money money
I got
Model bitches to drive me on sixes
Condos in Paris with million-dollar pictures
Smoke like a sailor, drink tushy two-up
Suckin' my dick because she love the way I grew up
Huh? You talkin' to me?
You gon' do what? Yes he's got the gat and he can pull two-up
Them shits is mind-blowing
Where he grew up they wear rags with they eyes showin'
Four in the morning you hear the nines blowin'
Armour all on they cars to keep the shine goin'
We order cars with special features
The two-tone rose the bitch got alopecia
Who got vitiligo, intended color cycle
White and tan and brown, call it Michael
I just might go down to the beach
Absorb the heat pick up a couple freaks
Eyes lead them between my sheets
Then eyes lead them right beneath
Downstairs right in the lobby
I'm not being cocky
But snugglin' is not me
Whether you ride or you above the law
Make money money, make money money money
Don't even try if you afraid to fall
Nigga make money money, make money money money
Keep your mommies that'll ride with the dice taped with the raw
Make money money, make money money money
Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call
So we make money money, make money money money
Kilos, C-notes, speedboats pe coastal
See low we smoke chocha tre ochos
That's what eighty-five percent of niggas envision
While the real ten percent get caught and go to prison
The other five percent them niggas end up missing
Probably on the coastal bellies deep sea fishing
Blowin' perfect rings out the Cuban cigar
Their daughters turn 16 get 'em Italian cars
The world is yours fuck it how 'bout Mars?
I know your mother told ya "Aim for the stars"
Let's get right nigga cut short the laugh and
Get in touch with high B with the half hand
The dope is opium comes from Afghan
So let's make millions and blow up like a gas can
You wanna shine don't you? Like the rocks glisten
But you ain't tryna listen, you on a fuckin' mission
Whether you ride or you above the law
Make money money, make money money money
Don't even try if you afraid to fall
Nigga make money money, make money money money
Keep your mommies that'll ride with the dice taped with the raw
Make money money, make money money money
Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call
So we make money money, make money money money
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of High Rollers by Pharrell Williams
High Rollers* (original Pharrell Williams)
Okay this today's lecture
On how it should be done
Yessir
Why I keep having to school y'all niggas?
Yo
Behind the door there was Gatman, who was also known for robbin'
Aquaman cooked the coke and kept the Superman saucy
A dirty nigga that wasn't known for washin'
[?] he didn't care what it cost him
Eventually the nigga started cookin' cre-ation nothing but the reverse of 12-B
The tumultuous life of Skateboard P
I hang with white people but you don't know me
I seen, niggas run down stood over and gunned down
One shot up in his arm, then he spun 'round
Now how does in front of his son sound?
And get his dog it was just one round
For the ready rock they smoke that shit on cans
I was rockin' flattops and rockin' slip-on Vans
Screamin' "Killa dude! ", and rolling my pants up
As the ghetto bitches mixed the neighbourhood dances up
But this wasn't a soft place
Friendship villages threw the smile off ya face
Trainin' em young, they were schoolin' 'em mane
Fifteen killer niggas face cool as a fan
Told them "The right bullet hole will free one's soul
Let you control the block and get a ve-hicle"
So I, started pacin' the X of my situation
Then I became the bases of, see style's translation
Sure I'm on that brothership but I started thinking color-less
Like my favorite watch but I had to get the other wrist
Reporters like "Yo, so what you done good?"
Fall back bitch, I brought computers to the hood
Whether you ride or you above the law
Make money money, make money money money
Don't even try if you afraid to fall
Nigga make money money, make money money money
Keep your mommies that'll ride with the dice taped with the raw
Make money money, make money money money
Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call
So we make money money, make money money money
I got
Model bitches to drive me on sixes
Condos in Paris with million-dollar pictures
Smoke like a sailor, drink tushy two-up
Suckin' my dick because she love the way I grew up
Huh? You talkin' to me?
You gon' do what? Yes he's got the gat and he can pull two-up
Them shits is mind-blowing
Where he grew up they wear rags with they eyes showin'
Four in the morning you hear the nines blowin'
Armour all on they cars to keep the shine goin'
We order cars with special features
The two-tone rose the bitch got alopecia
Who got vitiligo, intended color cycle
White and tan and brown, call it Michael
I just might go down to the beach
Absorb the heat pick up a couple freaks
Eyes lead them between my sheets
Then eyes lead them right beneath
Downstairs right in the lobby
I'm not being cocky
But snugglin' is not me
Whether you ride or you above the law
Make money money, make money money money
Don't even try if you afraid to fall
Nigga make money money, make money money money
Keep your mommies that'll ride with the dice taped with the raw
Make money money, make money money money
Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call
So we make money money, make money money money
Kilos, C-notes, speedboats pe coastal
See low we smoke chocha tre ochos
That's what eighty-five percent of niggas envision
While the real ten percent get caught and go to prison
The other five percent them niggas end up missing
Probably on the coastal bellies deep sea fishing
Blowin' perfect rings out the Cuban cigar
Their daughters turn 16 get 'em Italian cars
The world is yours fuck it how 'bout Mars?
I know your mother told ya "Aim for the stars"
Let's get right nigga cut short the laugh and
Get in touch with high B with the half hand
The dope is opium comes from Afghan
So let's make millions and blow up like a gas can
You wanna shine don't you? Like the rocks glisten
But you ain't tryna listen, you on a fuckin' mission
Whether you ride or you above the law
Make money money, make money money money
Don't even try if you afraid to fall
Nigga make money money, make money money money
Keep your mommies that'll ride with the dice taped with the raw
Make money money, make money money money
Ask police state-fly keep your gangstas on call
So we make money money, make money money money
High Rollers (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Okay, la lección de hoy
Sobre cómo debe hacerse
Sí, señor
¿Por qué tengo que seguir enseñándoles a ustedes, negros?
Oye
Detrás de la puerta estaba Gatman, quien también era conocido por robar
Aquaman cocinó la coca y mantuvo al Superman picante
Un negro sucio que no era conocido por lavarse
[?] no le importaba lo que le costara
Eventualmente el negro empezó a cocinar cre-ación, nada más que el reverso de 12-B
La tumultuosa vida de Skateboard P
Me junto con gente blanca pero no me conoces
Vi, negros acorralados, dominados y abatidos a tiros
Un disparo en su brazo, luego giró
¿Ahora cómo suena eso, frente a su hijo?
Y a su perro, fue solo un tiro
Por el ready rock fuman esa mierda en latas
Yo usaba cortes planos y Vans sin cordones
Gritando "¡Amigo asesino!", y subiéndome los pantalones
Mientras las perras del gueto mezclaban los bailes del barrio
Pero este no era un lugar blando
Las aldeas de amistad te quitaban la sonrisa de la cara
Entrenándolos jóvenes, los estaban educando, hombre
Quince negros asesinos con la cara tan fresca como un abanico
Les dije "El agujero de bala correcto liberará el alma de uno"
Te dejará controlar la cuadra y conseguir un ve-hículo"
Así que yo, empecé a medir la X de mi situación
Luego me convertí en las bases de, mira la traducción del estilo
Claro que estoy en esa hermandad pero empecé a pensar sin color
Como mi reloj favorito pero tuve que conseguir la otra muñeca
Reporteros como "Oye, ¿qué has hecho bien?"
Retrocede, perra, traje computadoras al barrio
Ya sea que te arriesgues o estés por encima de la ley
Haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Ni lo intentes si tienes miedo de caer
Negro haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Mantén a tus mamis que se arriesgarán con los dados pegados con la droga
Haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Pregunta a la policía, mantente alerta, mantén a tus gánsteres listos
Así que hacemos dinero dinero, hacemos dinero dinero dinero
Tengo
Perras modelo para llevarme en seis
Condominios en París con cuadros de un millón de dólares
Fumo como un marinero, bebo tushy a dos manos
Chupándome la polla porque le encanta cómo crecí
¿Eh? ¿Me hablas a mí?
¿Qué vas a hacer? Sí, él tiene la pistola y puede sacar dos
Esas mierdas son alucinantes
Donde creció, usan trapos con los ojos a la vista
A las cuatro de la mañana oyes las nueves disparando
Blindaje en todos sus coches para mantener el brillo
Pedimos coches con características especiales
La rosa de dos tonos, la perra tiene alopecia
Quien tiene vitíligo, ciclo de color intencionado
Blanco y bronceado y marrón, llámalo Michael
Podría ir a la playa
Absorber el calor, recoger un par de locas
Los ojos las guían entre mis sábanas
Luego los ojos las guían justo debajo
Abajo, justo en el vestíbulo
No estoy siendo arrogante
Pero acurrucarse no es lo mío
Ya sea que te arriesgues o estés por encima de la ley
Haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Ni lo intentes si tienes miedo de caer
Negro haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Mantén a tus mamis que se arriesgarán con los dados pegados con la droga
Haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Pregunta a la policía, mantente alerta, mantén a tus gánsteres listos
Así que hacemos dinero dinero, hacemos dinero dinero dinero
Kilos, billetes de cien, lanchas rápidas por la costa
Mira abajo, fumamos chocha tres ochos
Eso es lo que el ochenta y cinco por ciento de los negros imaginan
Mientras que el diez por ciento real es atrapado y va a prisión
El otro cinco por ciento de esos negros terminan desaparecidos
Probablemente en la costa, pescando en alta mar
Soplando anillos perfectos del puro cubano
Sus hijas cumplen 16, les consiguen coches italianos
El mundo es tuyo, a la mierda, ¿qué tal Marte?
Sé que tu madre te dijo "Apunta a las estrellas"
Vamos a hacerlo bien, negro, corta la risa y
Ponte en contacto con la B alta con la media mano
La droga es opio, viene de Afganistán
Así que hagamos millones y explotemos como un bidón de gasolina
¿Quieres brillar, verdad? Como brillan las rocas
Pero no estás intentando escuchar, estás en una jodida misión
Ya sea que te arriesgues o estés por encima de la ley
Haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Ni lo intentes si tienes miedo de caer
Negro haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Mantén a tus mamis que se arriesgarán con los dados pegados con la droga
Haz dinero dinero, haz dinero dinero dinero
Pregunta a la policía, mantente alerta, mantén a tus gánsteres listos
Así que hacemos dinero dinero, hacemos dinero dinero dinero
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