Girl Talk — Play Your Part (Pt. 1) tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
Play your part
Sweet Jones!
My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a compressor
Top notch ho’s get the most, not the lesser
Trash like the fuck for 40 dollars in the club
Fucking up the game, bitch you gets no love
She be cross country givin' all that she got
A thousand a pop, I’m pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the gray one, bought me a red
Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Some ho’s wanna choose, but them bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me, you ain’t a pimp you a fairy
Pump that shit
Now walk it out
West Side walk it out
South Side walk it out
East Side walk it out
North Side walk it out
Now hit the dance floor
And bend your back low
She do it with no hands
Now stop pop and roll
I’m smoking bubba ho Now they in trouble ho I like the way she move
An undercover ho It’s on once again
Patron once again
I threw my head back
Then I froze like the Wind
West Side walk it out
South Side walk it out
East Side walk it out
North Side walk it out
We’re not gonna take it You can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
No, we ain’t gonna take it!
You can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
We’re not gonna take it… anymore!
Hey, hey, you can show me how
Uh uh, no way, you can show me how
Ok, we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
Cause I ball hard
No bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman
And I’m J-R-uh
Bitch I’m paid, that’s all I gotta say
What you know about that?
What you know about that?
Bitch I’m paid, that’s all I gotta say
What you know about that?
I know all about that
Bitch I’m paid, that’s all I gotta say
Can’t see you lil' niggas, the money in the way
And I-I'm sitting high, a gansta ride blazed
If you ain’t gonna ride fly then you may as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah even though I ate
Even though it ain’t my birthday but I got my name on the cake, shit
Believe that and if ya mans wanna play
I’mma fuck around and put the boy’s brains on the table
Hey pick 'em up, fuck 'em, let 'em-lay
Where I’m from we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Look, uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Make a song about me, I’m throwin' shots back at 'em (pop)
Bitch I’m a pipe, she like a crack addict
If she saw me cookin' eggs, she thought I was back at it
I grab my keys, ho I gotta go I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs
Cause nothing compares
What you know about that?
Nothing compares… to you
What you know about that?
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head
Nothing compares
What you know about that?
Nothing compares… to you
I know all about that
I was gettin' some head
Gettin', gettin' some head
I was with the kinda girl that make your toes curl
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Play your part
Słodki Jones!
Moja suka a wybredny kochanek, nigdy kurwa Bez gumki
Nigdy w prześcieradle, jak na okładce
Pieniądze na komodzie, napęd kompresora
Top notch ho ' s get the most, not the lesser
Śmieć jak chuj za 40 dolarów w klubie
"Fucking up the game, bitch you gets no love"
She be cross country givin ' all that she got
Tysiąc za sztukę, ściągam Bentleyów z parkingu.
Rozwaliłem szarą, kupiłem czerwoną.
Za każdym razem, gdy uderzamy na parking, odwracamy głowy.
Some ho ' s wanna choose, but them bitches too scary
Twoja suka wybrała mnie, nie jesteś Alfonsem jesteś wróżką
Pump that shit
A teraz idź.
West Side walk it out
South Side walk it out
East Side walk it out
North Side walk it out
Teraz na parkiet.
And bend your back low
Robi to bez rąk.
Stop pop and roll
I ' m smoking bubba ho Now they in trouble ho I like the way she move
/ Align = "left" /
Patron po raz kolejny
I thrown my head back
Wtedy zamarzłem jak wiatr
West Side walk it out
South Side walk it out
East Side walk it out
North Side walk it out
Pokaż mi, jak to zrobić.
Uh uh, nie ma mowy, możesz mi pokazać jak
Nie, Nie weźmiemy go!
Możesz mi pokazać jak
Uh uh, nie ma mowy, możesz mi pokazać jak
Nie będziemy tego dłużej znosić!
Hej, hej, pokażesz mi jak
Uh uh, nie ma mowy, możesz mi pokazać jak
Ok, poppin ' champagne like we won a championship game
Wygląda na to, że mam na ringu mistrzostwo.
Bo mocno gram
No bitch we ball harder
I am The Birdman
A ja jestem J-R-uh
Bitch I 'm paid, that' s all I gotta say
Co o tym wiesz?
Co o tym wiesz?
Bitch I 'm paid, that' s all I gotta say
Co o tym wiesz?
Wiem o tym wszystko.
Bitch I 'm paid, that' s all I gotta say
Can 't see you Lil' niggas, the money in the way
And I-I ' m sitting high, a gansta ride blazed
If you ain ' t gonna ride fly then you may as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah even though I ate
Nawet jeśli to nie są moje urodziny ale mam swoje imię na torcie, cholera
Uwierz w to i jeśli chcesz grać
I 'm fuck around and put the boy' s brain on the table
Hey pick 'em up, fuck' em, let'em-lay
Tam skąd pochodzę codziennie widzimy trupa.
Spójrz, na przedmieściach, rzuć w nich stos.
Make a song about me, I 'm throwin' shots back at ' em (pop)
Suka jestem fajką, ona jest jak ćpunka
Jeśli zobaczyła, że gotuję jajka, myślała, że wracam do gry.
I grab my keys, ho I gotta go I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle boafs
Cause nothing compares
Co o tym wiesz?
Nic nie dorównuje ... Tobie.
Co o tym wiesz?
I was gettin ' some head
Gettin', gettin ' some head
I was gettin ' some head
Gettin', gettin ' some head
Nothing compares
Co o tym wiesz?
Nic nie dorównuje ... Tobie.
Wiem o tym wszystko.
I was gettin ' some head
Gettin', gettin ' some head
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