Красная плесень — I Like to Move It song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "I Like to Move It" by Красная плесень.
Lyrics
Ответственный момент матча — нарушение, будет свисток, арбитр кашляет, шатается,
снова нарушение, икает, да он же пьян. Только
один из игроков знает, как ему помочь. Новые пиздецы от кашля — один пиздец,
он проводит арбитру в живот, ещё один сильный
пиздец в нос и … О, чудо! Арбитр снова в порядке. Игра продолжается.
Только мне выдали новенький ЗИЛ,
Сразу червонец на счастье пропил.
Сел за баранку, нажал я на газ,
Стрелка спидометра ёбнула в глаз.
Только я выехал за поворот,
Кузов рассыпался, ёбаный в рот.
Гайки скрутилися, ёб твою мать,
Шины спустились, а мне — поебать.
У-о-у-о-у
I like it move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to … move it!!!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to … move it!!!
Жму на сцепление, он тормозит,
Я по гальмам, как ракета летит.
Вместо бензина я пиво залил,
Все равно едет, вот это блядь ЗИЛ.
У-о-у-о-у.
В пятом цилиндре девятой свечи,
Масло застыло, хоть хуем дрочи,
Я подрочил, и, поверьте, завёл,
Только мозоль на руке я натёр!
I like it move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to … move it!!!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to … move it!!!
Lyrics translation
The crucial moment of the match is a violation, there will be a whistle, the referee coughs, staggers,
again violation, hiccups, but he's drunk. Only
one of the players knows how to help him. New coughing pussies - one fucked up,
he passes the referee in the stomach, another strong one
fucked up in the nose and ... Oh, miracle! The referee is fine again. The game continues.
Only I was given a brand new ZIL,
From a piece on happiness propyl.
I got behind the wheel and stepped on the gas,
The speedometer needle popped in my eye.
Just as I turned the corner,
The bodywork fell apart, fucking in my mouth.
Nuts are twisted, motherfucker,
The tires are down, and I need to fuck it.
U-o-u-o-u
I like it move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to … move it!!!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to ... move it!!!
I put my hand on the clutch and it brakes,
I'm on the rocks, like a rocket flies.
Instead of petrol I poured beer,
Still going, that's fucking ZIL.
U-o-u-o-u.
In the fifth cylinder of the ninth candle,
The oil is frozen, even though the dick jerks off,
I jerked off, and, believe me, started,
I only got a blister on my hand!
I like it move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to … move it!!!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
I like to move it, move it!
You like to … move it!!!