Blak Jak — Bobbin My Head tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Haha That’s why I be in the back of the club man
Know what I’m talkin bout, with a bottle in my hand
Know what I’m talkin bout — pourin purp in my mouth
Man chillin man, know what I’m talkin bout — gyeah
I’m in the club, posted in the back
Chillin with my niggas with a bottle full of Yak
Stacks on deck everything in motion
Smokin on the purp, feel like I’m three wheel coastin
Cloud nine floatin — speakers bumpin loud
Damn near drunk but still I’m peepin out the crowd
Real G’s don’t dance, we keep a sharp creese
Fresh to a T, nothin but diamonds in the piece
So I’m rollin up the green checkin out the scene
I see some niggas in the cut lookin hard, muggin mean
But I ain’t stuntin that — I gotta keep it movin
There’s too many bad bitches in here choosin (yeah)
You can find me in the club, posted in the back
Rollin up the purp, and I’m sippin on the Yak
And I’m just bobbin my head — bobbin my head
(bobbin my head, bobbin my head)
And you can catch me in a whip, cruisin with a chick
With the top let down, ridin hard gettin litted
And I’m just bobbin my head — bobbin my head
(bobbin my head, bobbin my head)
So now I two — step groovy, lookin like a playa
Loose on the drank — gotta nigga hollerin’yeah
Seen some niggas jumpin’round, but they don’t know how to act
That’s why I hit the do’and head straight to the back
Ask for a bottle so I can pour a round
I ain’t Yung Joc but it’s still goin down
The club scene packed, niggas steppin on my feet
Young girls on the flo’walkin out to the beat
And you know niggas on the lean, rockin with the snap
Why the G’s at the bar bobbin heads to the track
Crew thick in this bitch — got my goons right beside me
I just came to chill so you know where you can find me
And you can catch me in a fly whip with a bad bitch
Ridin through the hood, gettin that corn bread and cabbage
I gots to have it I’m tryna live lavish
I’m off in Miami — spend money like it’s a habit
Let the top drop, while the wheels turn
Down on south beach let the reefer burn
Bumpin Trick Dolla"Only In America"
Gas on my chest so I’m comin thru ya area
Music too loud, couldn’t hear what she said
I ain’t Shawna but I too was 'gettin head'
And if I had some I would shake my dreads
But I don’t so I’m in the drivers seat, bobbin my head
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Haha dlatego jestem na tyłach klubu.
Wiesz o czym mówię, z butelką w dłoni
Know what I ' m talking bout — pourin purp in my mouth
Man chillin man, know what I ' m talking bout-gyeah
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Chillin with my niggas with a bottle full of Yak
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Smokin on The purp, feel like I ' m three wheel coastin
Cloud nine floatin-Głośniki bumpin loud
Prawie pijany, ale wciąż podglądam tłum.
Real G 'S don' t dance, we keep a sharp creese
Fresh to a t, nothin but diamonds in the piece
So I ' m rollin up the green checkin out the scene
I see some niggas in the cut looking hard, muggin mean
But I ain ' t stuntin that-I gotta keep it movin
There ' s too many bad bitches in here (yeah)
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Rollin up the purp, and I ' m sippin on the Yak
# And I ' m just bobbin my head # # bobbin my head #
(bobbin my head, bobbin my head)
I możesz mnie złapać w biczu, cruisin z laską
With the top let down, ridin hard getting litted
# And I ' m just bobbin my head # # bobbin my head #
(bobbin my head, bobbin my head)
So now I two-step groovy, looking like a playa
Loose on the drank — gotta nigga hollerin ' yeah
Seen some niggas jumpin 'round, but they don' t know how to act
Dlatego Uderzyłem głową prosto w plecy.
Poproś o butelkę, żebym mógł nalać kolejkę.
I ain 't Yung Joc but it' s still going down
The club scene packed, niggas steppin on my feet
Young girls on the flo ' Walkin out to the beat
# And you know niggas on the lean, rockin with the snap #
Why the G ' s at the bar bobbin heads to the track
Crew thick in this bitch-got my goons right beside me
Przyszedłem się wyluzować, żebyś wiedział, gdzie mnie znaleźć.
I możesz mnie złapać w latającym biczu ze złą suką
Ridin through the hood, getting that corn bread and cabbage
I gots to have it I ' m tryna live lavish
I 'm off in Miami-spend money like it' s a habit
Let the top drop, while the wheels turn
Na south beach niech płonie trawa
Bumpin Trick Dolla " Tylko W Ameryce"
Gas on my chest so I ' m coming thru ya area
Muzyka zbyt głośna, nie słyszałem co powiedziała
I ain 't Shawna but I too was 'gettin head'
I gdybym miał trochę potrząsnąłbym Dred
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