Lil' Kim — Big Momma Thang tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Big Momma Thang", wykonawca: Lil' Kim.
Tekst piosenki
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Uh, wha wha
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Uh, wha wha
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Uh, wha wha
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Verse One: Lil' Kim
I used to be scared of the dick
Now I throw lips to the shit
Handle it like a real bitch
Heather Hunter, Janet Jack-me
Take it in the butt, yah, yazz wha
I got land in Switzerland, even got sand in the Marylands
Bahamas in the spring, baby, it’s a Big Momma thing
Can’t tell by the diamonds in my rings
That’s how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one, and another one
24 carots nigga
That’s when I’m fuckin wit' the average nigga
Work the shaft, brothers be battin' me, and oh Don’tcha like the way I roll
And play wit' my bushy
Tell me what’s on your mind when your tongues in the pussy
Is it marriage
Baby carriage
Shit no, on a dime shit is mine
Got to keep 'em comin' all the time
Chorus (Lil' Cease, Lil' Kim)
Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me Verse Two: Jay Z How B.I.G. and 'Un' trust you in the studio with me Don’t they know I’m tryin' to sex you continuosly
Pull a high power Coup make, you jump ship
Leave who you wit', I’m with the Roc-A-Fella crew
Trip you for the cheese, tear your boom up Spread a ill Boomer, make you flip on Little Ceas
Pushin backwards, get the doe from your platinum hits
Rock Little Kim hats and shit
I gets down and dirty for the doe
I got love and Big know it He must got the studio bug
Probably, as we speak he’s on his way up the street
With the M.A.F.I.A. thugs and all types of heat
But I ain’t tryin' to beef, I’m just tryin to eat
Horizontally, the way I hold my iron, sweet
And, no, my niggas, but I like the sound
Lil' Kim and Jigga, it sound like figures
Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me Verse Three: Lil' Kim
Before I caught some niggas disease, got caught with his ki’s
Big scooped a young bitch off her knees
Threw me at high priced Beam’s
Face on tv’s, platinum CD’s
Shit, I never faught
Saw a nigga whah, pussy greased up Stack the g’s up, keeps the knees up What the fuck, stay fillin, half a millin
Geneva Diva, yeah, I throws it down
Lay around, clown the clock stops for no one
Never 68 and owe 1, takes one to know one
Better off wit the Playboy magazines uh, fuckin' wit da Don
Push the keys, G’s threes for pape’s
Yeah, I ride crate state to state
Lieutenant takes mad dimes from New York to Anaheim
While you daydreamin' wine, I’ll just keep gettin mine
And I’m married to this
Ya’ll strategy misses still plannin weddin’s
M.A.F.I.A. also deadens all the bullshit
Any type of threatens to pull shit, uh Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Tough talk, tough walk, shit is tired
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can’t be That’s why your mad at me
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Uh, wha wha
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Uh, wha wha
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Uh, wha wha
You got it goin' on, wha wha
Pierwsza Zwrotka: Lil ' Kim
Kiedyś bałem się kutasa.
Teraz rzucam ustami w gówno.
Radź sobie z tym jak prawdziwa suka.
Heather Hunter, Janet Jack-ja
Weź to w tyłek, yah, yazz wha
Mam ziemię w Szwajcarii, nawet piasek w Marylandach.
Bahamas in the spring, baby, it ' s a Big Momma thing
"Can' t tell by the diamonds in my rings"
That ' s how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
I jeszcze jeden, i jeszcze jeden, i jeszcze jeden
24 karatów
# That 's when I' m fuckin ' # # the average nigga #
Work the shaft, brothers be battin 'me, and oh Don' Tcha like the way I roll
And play wit ' my bushy
Powiedz mi, co ci chodzi po głowie, kiedy twoje języki w cipce
Czy to małżeństwo?
Wózek dziecięcy
Cholera, nie, gówno jest moje.
Got to keep 'em comin' all the time
Chorus (Lil 'Cease, Lil' Kim)
Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me Verse Two: Jay Z How B. I. G. and 'Un' trust you in the studio with me Don 't they know I' m tryin ' to sex you continuosly
Wyciągnij przewrót o dużej mocy, przeskakuj statek.
Zostaw kogo masz, jestem z Roc-A-Fella crew
"Trip you for the cheese, tear your boom up Spread a ill Boomer, make you flip on Little Ceas"
Pushin backwards, get the doe from your platinum hits
Rock Little Kim hats and shit
I gets down and dirty for the doe
I got love and Big know it He must got the studio bug
Prawdopodobnie, w tej chwili jest w drodze na ulicę.
Z bandytami M. A. F. I. A. i wszystkimi rodzajami upałów
But I ain 't tryin' to beef, I 'm just tryin' to eat
/ Align = "left" /
I nie, moje czarnuchy, ale podoba mi się dźwięk
Lil ' Kim and Jigga, it sound like figures
Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me Verse Three: Lil ' Kim
Zanim złapałem jakiegoś czarnucha, złapałem go z jego ki
Duży zgarnął a młody suka od jej kolana
/ Align = "left" /
"Face on tv", platynowe płyty
Cholera, nigdy nie faught
Saw a nigga whah, pussy greased up Stack the g ' s up, keeps the knees up What the fuck, stay fillin, half a millin
Geneva Diva, yeah, I throws it down
Lay around, clown the clock stops for no one
"Never 68 and wise 1, takes one to know one"
Better off wit the Playboy magazines uh, fuckin ' wit da Don
Wciśnij klawisze, trójki g dla pape ' a
Yeah, I ride Crate state to state
Porucznik jedzie z Nowego Jorku do Anaheim.
While you daydreamin 'wine, I' ll just keep getting mine
I ożeniłem się z tym.
Ya 'll strategy misses still plannin weddin' s
M. A. F. I. A. również zabija wszystkie bzdury
Any type of threatenes to pull shit, uh Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me Killas be quiet, my nigga bring the riots
Twarda gadka, twarda chodzenie, gówno jest zmęczone
You wanna be this Queen B, but ya can 't be That' s why your mad at me