Lil Wayne — Back On The Bullshit tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Umm
They say we smoke, we gon' smoke
You say we gon' drink, we gon' drink
You say you want drugs, we want drugs
We don’t give a fuck what you think
Big dually parked in my driveway
Hanging out that motherfucker sideways
Residue in my fingernail, make every day like Friday
This how we do it on the southside
Bumpin' Trapaveli on the car ride
Bad booty shots got you lopsided
I buy a new car if my car die
Solid gold Jesus, two of 'em
Backseat I’ma call it futon
Ride around in motherfucker uwop
Like who-a-who-a-who-a-who-a
Bought a bad bitch, I got a crew of 'em
It’s four fur coats, I got a zoo of 'em
It’s thug life, niggas I don’t fool with 'em
I don’t care if I went to school with 'em
Come out that thing like yeet
Everybody with me, nigga D Everybody with me, nigga D Everybody with me nigga eat
Black ink all on my body
I pray a body don’t get on my shotty
I pray nobody don’t get in my way nigga
A to the motherfucking K nigga
Start spittin' lyrical bullets
Don’t be surprised if I pull it Don’t be surprised if I shoot it We the type to pick on a bully
We the type to ride in foreigns
We the type to ride on Forgis
Pinky ring look like a smoothie
Flame goin' up on a Tuesday
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain’t you?
Big thing parked in the driveway
Squad hotter than Zimbabwe
IPhone got a nigga irate
Ringing all day, all day, like Kanye
Got AK bullets with your name on 'em
Powder on my hands, King James on 'em
I walk around this bitch with my chest out
Yeah nigga bout to go Ving Rhames on 'em
Man look at who I done became on 'em
Niggas look who and I went switch lanes on 'em
All my niggas brainless, need brain donors
We movin' birds, gettin' birds, shit stains on 'em
Man fuck these niggas, I don’t know these niggas
From Jumpstreet it’s been M-O-B nigga
It’s M-O-B since my D-O-B nigga
And since my D-O-B I’ve been on my J-O-B nigga
I shoot a nigga ass like Ginobili nigga
I kick a nigga ass like Shinobi nigga
I give your bitch dick like Moby nigga
She know the words to my songs, karaoke winner
Smokey Robinson couldn’t out smoke me nigga
I’m on her cheese like anchovies nigga
I get a kilo and keep it lowkey nigga
Cause you on that bullshit and you nosy nigga
You on that bullshit ain’t ya?
I’m back on my bullshit, gangster
I’m back up to full strength, gangster
Pat-pat at the pulpit, gangster, amen
And I still root for the underdog
And you the pile of shit under the underdog
These niggas ain’t eatin' like a Ramadan
I shoot the driver in the head, make 'em honk the horn
I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me)
I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me)
Got big booty bitches in their under-alls
And they pussy gettin' wetter than a thunderstorm
And I swear when I’m in them panty hose
I’m like a kid in the candy store
But I got this bright red bandana though
Flingin' it like I’m a matador
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
You on that bullshit ain’t you?
Now, you on that bullshit ain’t you?
Yeah (yeah), yup (yup)
Yeah (yeah), yup (yup)
Yeah
(It's Tunechi and 2 Chainz and we on that bullshit)
(It's 2 Chainz and Tunechi and we back on our bullshit)
Yeah, yup
(You on that bullshit)
(You come on with that bullshit)
(We gon' handle that bullshit)
(We gon' deal with that bullshit)
(So come on with that bullshit)
(Cause we back, we back on our bullshit)
(You on that bullshit ain’t you?)
(You on that bullshit ain’t you?)
(I'm back on my bullshit)
(I'm back on my bullshit)
(I'm back up to full strength)
(Pat-pat-pat, amen)
(Yes Lord, we back on that bullshit)
(ColleGrove)
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Umm
They say we smoke, we gon ' smoke
Mówisz, że pijemy, pijemy
Mówisz, że chcesz dragów, my chcemy dragów.
Gówno nas obchodzi, co myślisz.
Big dually zaparkowany na moim podjeździe
Wieszanie tego skurwysyna bokiem
Pozostałości w moim paznokciu, sprawiają, że każdy dzień jest jak piątek
Tak to się robi na southside.
Bumpin ' Trapaveli on the car ride
Bad booty shots got you lopsided
I buy a new car if my car die
/ Align = "left" /
"Backseat i' ma call it futon"
/ Align = "left" / Spacewatch
Jak who-a-who-a-who-a-who-a-who-a
Bought a bad bitch, I got a crew of ' em
To cztery futra, mam ich całe zoo.
It 's thug life, niggas I don' t fool with 'em
Nie obchodzi mnie, że chodziłem z nimi do szkoły.
Come out that thing like yeet
Everybody with me, nigga D Everybody with me, nigga D Everybody with me nigga eat
Black ink all on my body
Modlę się, by ciało nie stanęło na mojej głowie.
I pray nobody don ' t get in my way nigga
A to the motherfucking K nigga
Start spittin ' lyrical bullets
Nie zdziw się, jeśli to zrobię. nie zdziw się, jeśli to zrobię.
We the type to ride in foreigns
We the type to ride on Forgis
Pinky ring look like a smoothie
Flame goin ' up on a Tuesday
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Teraz, ty na tym gównie jesteś ty?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Teraz, ty na tym gównie jesteś ty?
Big thing zaparkowany na podjeździe
Skład zespołu
IPhone got a nigga irate
Dzwoni cały dzień, cały dzień, jak Kanye
Mam Naboje z Twoim imieniem.
Puder na moich rękach, król Jakub na nich
I walk around this bitch with my chest out
Yeah nigga bout to go Ving Rhames on ' em
Spójrz na to, co zrobiłem.
Niggas look who and I went switch Lane on ' em
All my niggas brainless, need brain donors
We movin 'birds, gettin' birds, shit plamy na 'em
Człowiek fuck these niggas, I don ' t know these niggas
From Jumpstreet it ' s been M-O-B nigga
It ' s M-O-B since my D-O-B nigga
And since my D-O-B I ' ve been on my J-O-B nigga
I shoot a nigga ass like Ginobili nigga
I kick a nigga ass like Shinobi nigga
I give your bitch dick jak Moby nigga
She know the words to my songs, karaoke winner
Smokey Robinson couldn ' t out smoke me nigga
I ' m on her cheese like anchois nigga
I get a kilo and keep it lowkey nigga
Because you on that bullshit and you wścibski nigga
Jesteś na tym gównie, co?
Wracam do swoich pierdół, gangsterze.
Wróciłem do pełni sił, gangsterze.
Pat-pat at the Ambon, gangster, amen
I wciąż kibicuję słabszym.
A Ty kupą gówna pod spodem
These niggas ain 't eatin' like A Ramadan
Strzelę kierowcy w głowę, niech zatrąbią klakson.
I got the 100 ' s big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me)
I got the 100 ' s big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me)
Got big booty bitches in their under-alls
# And they pussy gettin ' wetter than a thunderstorm #
I przysięgam, kiedy jestem w rajstopach
Jestem jak dzieciak w sklepie ze słodyczami.
Ale mam tę jasnoczerwoną chustę.
Flingin 'it like I' m a matador
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Teraz, ty na tym gównie jesteś ty?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Jesteś na tym gównie, prawda?
Teraz, ty na tym gównie jesteś ty?
Yeah (yeah), yup (yup)
Yeah (yeah), yup (yup)
Tak.
(To Tunechi i 2 Chainz i my na tym gównie)
(Jest 2 Chainz i Tunechi i wracamy na nasze gówno)
Tak, tak.
(You on that bullshit)
(You come on with that bullshit)
(We gon' handle that bullshit)
(We gon' deal with that bullshit)
(So come on with that bullshit)
(Cause we back, we back on our bullshit)
/ Align = "left" / )
/ Align = "left" / )
(I ' m back on my bullshit)
(I ' m back on my bullshit)
(I ' m back up to full strength)
(Pat-pat-Pat, amen)
(Yes Lord, we back on that bullshit)
(ColleGrove)