Was geht English translation
von Die Fantastischen Vier
Was geht Lyrics Übersetzung
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
Sure, I go crazy, but I never back down
I put the mic in my mouth and I fuck it up
If I take it on, I've got it, I'm in
I light up Michis, not long and I start
I slime my rhyme into you, right in, no, not alone
No, you can be sure of that
Fine, the four is in place, any more questions?
I guess not, because we’re up for announcing
And then I ask, are you one of those who looks into our kitchen
Who itches to try a piece and then chokes?
Oh, you’ve taken too much in your mouth
We’re the wave, and you just rode along
You’re just the single, but I’m the LP
You’re diluted and watered down and I’m the high C
Hey, what's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
Ahoy, I say, enjoying and shaking your fins
Then the champagne gets poured and the charts shoot up
Looking great, the crowd is going wild, the cash is right
But Smudo stays so relaxed that he’s swimming in milk
Because Beck, Dürr, Rieke, and Schmidt
I take them along and shake, shake it and that's the hit
With Andy funky like Al Bundy working on a track
In our basement with the man at the turntable
That’s Michi Beck, so don’t go away
Take your time and check, check it out what
DJ Hausmarke tells you, you’ve tortured yourself long enough
With a bit of background music that you don’t like at all
But this waiting time has a happy end
Finally, a new track from your favorite band
But wait, it's time for my foreign correspondent
Correspondent Thomas D is speaking
I’m here live on site and I see constantly
How people rise, their bodies move
And they come towards us, holding signs in the air
Something seems to excite them because almost everyone shouts something
And I swear, I hear them calling for the four
That’s why they’re here and I get it
Because on the signs is our name
They must know that we know what's up
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
Sure, I go crazy, but I never back down
I put the mic in my mouth and I fuck it up
If I take it on, I've got it, I'm in
I light up Michis, not long and I start
I slime my rhyme into you, right in, no, not alone
No, you can be sure of that
Fine, the four is in place, any more questions?
I guess not, because we’re up for announcing
And then I ask, are you one of those who looks into our kitchen
Who itches to try a piece and then chokes?
Oh, you’ve taken too much in your mouth
We’re the wave, and you just rode along
You’re just the single, but I’m the LP
You’re diluted and watered down and I’m the high C
Hey, what's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
Ahoy, I say, enjoying and shaking your fins
Then the champagne gets poured and the charts shoot up
Looking great, the crowd is going wild, the cash is right
But Smudo stays so relaxed that he’s swimming in milk
Because Beck, Dürr, Rieke, and Schmidt
I take them along and shake, shake it and that's the hit
With Andy funky like Al Bundy working on a track
In our basement with the man at the turntable
That’s Michi Beck, so don’t go away
Take your time and check, check it out what
DJ Hausmarke tells you, you’ve tortured yourself long enough
With a bit of background music that you don’t like at all
But this waiting time has a happy end
Finally, a new track from your favorite band
But wait, it's time for my foreign correspondent
Correspondent Thomas D is speaking
I’m here live on site and I see constantly
How people rise, their bodies move
And they come towards us, holding signs in the air
Something seems to excite them because almost everyone shouts something
And I swear, I hear them calling for the four
That’s why they’re here and I get it
Because on the signs is our name
They must know that we know what's up
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
What's up, what's up?
I'll tell you straight up
Writer(s): Michael Beck, Thomas Duerr, Andreas Rieke, Michael B Schmidt, Kristoffer Huenecke, Jakob Sinn, Johannes Strate, Niels Groetsch, Florian Speer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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