Curacao
Genka Lyrics

Tarmo muidu Märjamaal elas
Tarmo used to live in Märjamaa

Opel oli kiire ja naine oli meelas
He had a fast Opel car and a mild-mannered wife

Nüüd istub kinni Venezuelas
He is now in jail in Venezuela

Sest õhtusöögiks ta alla neelas
He swallowed something illegal for dinner

Mitte Statoili kabanosse vaid kokaiini täis kantosse
He carried cocaine instead of Statoil snacks

Et ilmsiks ehitada õhulosse
To build his castles in the air

Ja mitte vihastada oma uusi bosse
And not to anger his new boss

Suurel bossil, suur on cojones
The big boss had big cojones

Tarmo istus tühjas laohoones
Tarmo sat in an empty warehouse

Püssiga mehed valvasid juures
Men with guns guarded him

Sest Tarmo oli rookie, tarmo oli toores
Because Tarmo was a rookie, he was raw

Tarmo tahtis juua neeonkokteile
Tarmo wanted to drink neon cocktails

Tarmo tahtis keppida ilusamaid neide
Tarmo wanted to have sex with beautiful girls

Enne pidi neelama alla terve lao
But first he had to swallow a whole warehouse

Curacaol, baby, Curacaol!
On Curacao he immersed himself in pleasure

Kümme G-d jättis Amsterdammi
Ten G's left Amsterdam

Barcelonasse paarkend grammi
Parked a few grams in Barcelona

Viis võrku sai Londoni
Five nets got to London

Ühe võttis kaasa ja läks BonBoni
Took one and went to BonBon

Tarmo oli töökas ja ajas kokku plönni
Tarmo worked hard and got some dough

Märjamaa majal sebis SAT antenni
He installed a satellite antenna on his house in Märjamaa

Punaste supportitega Cayenne’i ostis
He bought a Cayenne with red support

Sõpradele tegi välja Henny
He treated his friends with Henny

Tegi trenni ja jõudis rohkem
He worked out and became stronger

Kama tuua kõhus kui keegi muu Antverpenni
He smuggled kama better than anyone else from Antwerp

Kuid see pole Tuhkatriinu lugu
But this is not a Cinderella story

Kohe räägin kuidas lõpuks Tarmo läks kinni
Soon I'll tell you how Tarmo got caught

Ta läks lohakaks sest tegi palju kivi
He got sloppy because he did a lot of drugs

Ei jagand reaalsusest enam tilligi
He couldn't handle reality anymore

Lennukis ei söönd ja tollis tilkus higi
He didn't eat on the plane and sweat dripped in customs

Tõmbas tähelepanu, spiidi ja mente ligi
He attracted attention, speed, and mind closer

Politseile hakkas vastu ka veel
He also started to resist the police

Sai uue kodu Margarita saarel
He got a new home on Margarita Island

Kuna toppind täis oli taas terve mao
Because he had stuffed a whole stomach full again

Tarmol on nüüd putsis, ta elu on kaos
Tarmo is now clean, his life is in chaos

Kaugel Lõuna-Ameerika maajaos
In a distant corner of South America

Kongi nurgas vaikselt ta vaos
Quietly in the corner of the cell he sits

Kuna sitaks näffi leiti ta maos
Because a lot of drugs were found in his stomach

Mitmeid kordi, Druglordi
Many times, like a Druglord

Ei saa Tarmo enam mängida Curacaos
Tarmo can no longer play in Curacao

Ei suvel Pärnus, ei Airport Jamil
Not in the summer in Pärnu, nor at Airport Jam

Lõpp glämmil, pole midagi teho
The end of the glamour, nothing to show for it

Tarmo on pendejo
Tarmo is an idiot

Nüüd, kukk, kardab Mero Mero't ja teisi põhitaate
Now, chicken, he's scared of Mero Mero and other fundamentalists

Niuksub nurgas ja teeb opiaate
He whimpers in the corner and takes opiates

Ken tahab tulla ja teha tast saate
Whoever wants to come and make a show out of him

Tüüpidele Tallinnas mees on veel sees
To the guys in Tallinn, he's still relevant

Retsilt raha, emal silmad on vees
He really made money, his mother's eyes are teary

Vend viidi metsa ja naine on paos
His brother was taken to the forest and his wife is on the run

Curacaol, Cabron, Curacaol!
On Curacao, tough guy, on Curacao!