Tyler, The Creator — Jack and the Beanstalk tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Jack and the Beanstalk", wykonawca: Tyler, The Creator.
Tekst piosenki
Odd Future, I’m your muthafuckin' sergeant
Nigga, I’m in charge, I fuck with Freshjive
Cause I get it, no charge, and BBC for the low price
No bargin', nigga that’s a bargain
Cow print t-shirt like muthafuckin' dog
On the muthafuckin' farm with cockadoodle doodles
I’m making straight bitches pussy wet just like a noodle
And my dick must be dog food to these bitches' poodles
Felines on the freetime, I’m tossin' bitches' salads
And I’m eating up they croutons, Erica to Milan
We was flyin' to Milan, was supposed to go to Bangkok
Until she figured out that she don’t really like to bang cock
To Soho, baby, Milo so dope
The cocaine flow, niggas spit heat, propane
Niggas get the picture, I see, why?
(They don’t paint pictures, they just trace me)
My nigga, no hook
No hook, fuck a hook
Yo, beside me, nobody likes me Mainly because I am not a fuckin' HypeBeast
I think Supreme suck, we gnarly all our Nikes
I can wear some Wranglers, with a fuckin' White T Doo-rags to match, and I do sag
In fact, my hat is in tact with the Fubu poor over
Nigga, you pull over, fuck a Rover Range
And I’m driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange
And I’m the only fuckin' rapper without a chain
With a four finger ring like I can’t spell my fuckin' name
And I go to Obama rallies screamin' out «McCain!»
Them ignorant thrashin' muthafuckers is my gang
And the dirty Ladera I can’t forget where I came from
Nigga, you don’t claim none, fan I am the teacher
White and black bitch like she’s a muthafuckin' zebra
Candies in my pocket, I see you niggas on Easter
My nigga, no hook
No hook, fuck a hook
(It's gold) The gold is in the back
(It's gold) The pixels in the front
(It's gold) The beat’s a fuckin' bully
(Go home) The lyric’s just a punk, man
(Gold) The pink is in the sky
(That shit’s gold) The gold is in my mind
(It's gold) The mind is in my gold
The beat is turnin' old, so go Synthesizer, I’m the muthafuckin' master
Nigga, I’m a bastard, I fuck with chord keys
Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song
And a hi-hat made of plastic, nigga’s sound is elastic
Nigga, you can bite this, unless you wanna bite back
I didn’t take my fuckin' Ritalin, this is a hype track
HypeTrack that and send it, nigga it’s a sack shit
I had you motherfuckers eatin' salad like a fat bitch
Drop it, Ace the Creator, O.F.N, bangin' on your FM
Ace the Creator, drop the drums, nigga, thank you to HypeBeast
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Dziwna przyszłość, jestem twoim pierdolonym sierżantem
Nigga, I ' m in charge, I fuck with Freshjive
Bo ja to Rozumiem, za darmo, i BBC za niską cenę
No bargin', nigga that ' s a bargain
Cow print T-shirt like mutafuckin ' dog
On the muthafuckin ' farm with cockadoodle doodles
I ' m making straight suki pussy wet just like a noodle
A mój kutas musi być karmą dla pudli tych suk.
Kotki w wolnym czasie, I 'm tossin' bitches ' salads
A ja jem grzanki, Erica do Mediolanu.
Lecieliśmy do Mediolanu, mieliśmy lecieć do Bangkoku.
Dopóki nie odkryła, że nie lubi bzykać kutasa.
Soho, baby, Milo so dope
The cocaine flow, niggas spit heat, propane
Rozumiem, że czarnuchy rozumieją, dlaczego?
(They don ' t paint pictures, they just trace me)
My nigga, no hook
No hook, fuck a hook
Yo, poza mną, nikt mnie nie lubi głównie dlatego, że nie jestem pieprzonym Hypebeastem
Myślę, że Supreme jest do bani, my gnarly wszystkie nasze Nike
Mogę nosić jakieś Wranglery, z pieprzonymi białymi szmatami do dopasowania, i robię sag
W rzeczywistości, mój kapelusz jest w takcie z FUBU poor
Nigga, you stop over, fuck a Rover Range
I jeżdżę jednorożcem, plus moja suka jest dziwna
I jestem jedynym pieprzonym raperem bez łańcucha
/ Align = "left" /
A ja chodzę na wiece Obamy krzycząc " McCain!»
To mój gang.
And the dirty Ladera I can ' t forget where I came from
Nigga, you don ' t claim none, fan I am the teacher
Biały i czarny suka jak ona jest mutafuckin ' zebra
Cukierki w mojej kieszeni, I see you niggas on Easter
My nigga, no hook
No hook, fuck a hook
(It ' s gold) The gold is in the back
(It ' s gold) The pixels in the front
(It 's gold) The beat' s a fuckin ' bully
(Go home) The lyric ' s just a punk, man
/ Align = "left" /
(That shit ' s gold) The gold is in my mind
(It ' s gold) The mind is in my gold
The beat is turnin 'old, so go Synthesizer, I' m the mutafuckin ' master
Nigga, I ' m A bastard, i fuck with chord keys
Because the sound lasts longer, Bass drummer song
I hi-hat z Plastiku, dźwięk nigga jest elastyczny
Czarnuchu, możesz to ugryźć, chyba że chcesz odgryźć.
Nie wziąłem mojego pieprzonego Ritalinu, to jest hype track
HypeTrack that and send it, nigga it ' s a sack shit
I had you motherfuckers eatin ' salad like a fat bitch
Drop it, Ace the Creator, O. F. n, bangin ' on your FM
Ace the Creator, drop the drums, nigga, thank you to HypeBeast