Paroles et traduction de la chanson «All Night Long» par Red Cafe

All Night Long (Toute La Nuit)

Hey ! Always back from the 213 ! 310 !
Hey ! Toujours revenu du 213 ! 310 !
Across to the 313 ! 404 ! Back to the 718, nigga !
D'un côté à l'autre du 313 ! 404 ! De retour au 718, négro !
Brooklyn ! (What ? ! Ohh ! ! )
Brooklyn ! (Quoi ? ! Ohh ! ! )
This Chef Boy IzzR

I got the homie B Flame in the spot

And this the new hot (all night long ! )

Tell them bouncer niggaz let my niggaz in the building

We gon get this motherfucker started

Yeah ! Oh ! Yeah ! (all night long ! )

Hey yo my money ain't never short

Ask my hoes, my dick never soft

Uh oh ! I got a mean bop in my walk

And I'm from the well known Brooklyn, New York, okay !

Now if you see me please don't holler

But baby if you feel me you can throw me a dollar

Hey shorty over there with the big ol' hair

She look a lil' heartbroken, let me give you a fix

Now we could burn em, burn 'em good leaves from the earth

Till you get a buzz, get to lifting your skirt

The whole east coast wanna know who banging

Tell 'em boys Shakedown and we got them things !

Well what the fuck ! ! (all night long ! )

[Chorus] (2x)

If you got some style

You can turn ya collar up, put ya dollars up

Now pull ya hat down low, okay !

Now back them bitches up off ya ! (all night long ! )

Go head dawg, get ya dollars, I got 'em in abundance

I'm from the bottom, I get it from the dungeons

Yeah they thirsty, waiting on my debut

I chase cash, not cat, like Pepe Le Pu

I got style, dressed in Gucci

Brooklyn nigga, A-Town stomping to Oochie-whoa !

Hit 'em high, hit 'em low

Pedal to the floor in the 6 cause the 5 too slow

Oh ! Cafe, but I like parquet

All Star Game I'm found right on the parquet

Yeah ! What up shorty ? ! You hot shorty !

You make me wanna pass the route to you shorty !

[Chorus] (2x)

Hey yo, I don't negotiate

R&B chicks want me to procreate

That lame over there, yeah I know he hate

Just because he got a safe, nah he ain't safe

Why all the big talk dawg, you ain't hot

You ain't ready for the "Thug Life", you ain't Pac

You the type that act tough when you pop in a room

But I know yo style, you wouldn't pop a balloon

You wanna get some money, you wanna get some cash

Fuck wit some real "G" niggaz, from the Ave

Holla Shakedown ! when we checkin attendance

I'm on my +Grizzly+, like I play for +Memphis+

[Chorus] (2x)

What ? ! Ohh ! ! What ? ! Ohh ! ! What ? ! Ohh ! !

All night long !

What ? ! Ohh ! ! What ? ! Ohh ! ! What ? ! Ohh ! !

All night long !