Akroyd Smart - Bugg'n [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
You can move and jump
Until you see this stone cold, motherfucker

[Verse 1]
Ain’t no Maxwell Smart, do a little dance and your pants come off
Since 95’ the condoms come off
Want some fucked up shit while I’m “crazy soft”?
Rappers wanna see me rap fast, bake and shaking blue glass
Booty quaking with an ass flatter than a white trash
Cannot move on. (are you for real?)
Yeah my lyrics are deep down but y'all don’t fucking listen to the meaning, like these sounds;
I'm featuring around, cause you’re sleeping on me now
Girls sleeping on me now, pity I’m alone and getting Nigi-ella on you now
Breakfast sounds good, getting busy in some brown
Loud burning up the house, down in flames by the pound
Shouting out the man who’s name is not quite Mickey
Mansion mentioning, because he’s getting kind of gritty
Biddy. All I deal is smack, talking all that shitty
Brothers falling short, put the nitty into witty
Speakers so loud, blasting Scritti and Politti
Pretty girl down for a sipping fuckin’ quickie
Nestle ho, I’m a son of a bikky! (AIGH!)

[Verse 2]
I’m a slow it down, like a Bastard
Get so high, my standards
I ain’t lying like Lambert
Her hands hurt
I’m harder than hot line for arthritis
Motorcyclist, cause I’m moustache riding
I’ve gone into hiding, providing a condom, Saddam
Who is saying that? I shot em
Back to Award Pursuing, (YE YE YE), fuckin got em!
(Achievement Hunter sample)
I’m white. Call me Ben Affleck
Tonight this might be Bugg’n but years it will be classic
Class shit, more than a suit who’s known as trackless
Be kind, rewind, videos like Aladdin
Put your hands down, that shit will never happen
Cap’n
Cook. Deets in my rhymes that you’ll probably overlook
Booked out shows with the cleaned shirt venue
I’mma get it in with this keen flirt menu

[Verse 3]
All of my girls falling straight to the floor
Moving around like my new studio
Bitches go crazy for my new cologne
But yo where is my asian friend? I walk alone
Bet your teeny bopper friend only going south on me
When I’m speaking to her French, bit of foutre on me
Not a man of the night, only joust me homie
On the couch when I’m mounting her, call me Kohli
Because I am an animal, a leader known to innovate
Got peers by the ears, feeling proud to be in a state
With beats by the load, money shot, coming in her face
Masturbate gold, confidence with all the shit he makes
I shoot to kill, the crew is ill, I move a mill, mere kilo packing in a case
The rare is based, a fall from grace, the call is traced
Paranoid that I’m getting crazed
No one to face when in a Cage