Kaan Gülsoy - Sirens [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bodily harm
Now grab your girl and run along
'Cuz she'll be with me by the end of the song
Ayo Kaan… What it do?
You take her and I'll take two
Stop depressing, stop the crying
Red alert, hit the sirens
All ladies are in for free
Dimes, dubs, they all from me
All you ladies are in for free
Here's my number, call for me
Get nasty, get freaky
Get wet, now get loose
Get nasty, get freaky
Get loose, get it girl

[Chorus: Eleni Foureira]
Sweet Dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

[Verse 2: Kaan]
Boom, boom, blowin' up
Hands in the sky, baby hold 'em up
So fresh, so clean when I’m rollin' up
Schitzo sick flow, no throwin' up
Showin' up all V.I.P
Straight to the front, I don’t need I.D
Sayin' "Hi" to every single pretty girl I see
'Cuz everybody in the party wanna be like me
Hot fire, I burn that flame
K-double A-N, learn that name
Top shelf with the flow 'cuz I learned that game
Everybody know me 'cuz I earned that fame
Turn it up! B-Boys on the dance floor. burn it up!
Everybody 'round the whole world heard of us
And we kill off the track cuz we so murderous
Let’s go!

[Chorus: Eleni Foureira]
Sweet Dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

[Verse 3: Kaan]
Flashes, sirens, neon lights
Kickstand's up when we on bikes
See my swag, I’m beyond tight
I do my T-H-I-N-G on mic's it's..
S-N double O P
First class in your face homie, what it's gon' be?
People never understand what they don’t see
But you see me so I’m G-double O-D
Girl, move your waistline to the bass line
Superstar flow, I got the outer space kind
Getting to that money, I don’t gotta chase mine
And I came in here to party, I don’t wanna waste time
Turn it up! B-Boys on the dance floor, burn it up!
Everybody 'round the whole world heard of us
And we kill off the track cuz we so murderous
Lets go!

[Chorus: Eleni Foureira]
Sweet Dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams..