Babenstein & Justin Baber - Ride Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Babenstein]:
For better or for worse
Married With Children
Peggy Bundy on the verse
Drivin' too fast
Tryin not to crash
In the Sentra singin’ Sinatra like a nigga got class
Yes, I got a few lessons to learn and yo’ ho is tryna Ms. Frizzle
But please believe I’m runnin’ the course on how to make it drizzle
In the daytime its princess
Nighttime its mistress
Babenstein
More like Einstein
And you niggas got on dunce caps
That’s a little outta line but i prefer it raunchy
Like i said niggas aren’t educated
Can’t even pronounce Givenchy
Out here sayin’ GivINchy
While im out here feelin like Tenchi
Got Ryoko and my Ayeka and they both tryna fuck with me
We 5 bitches deep up in the club
So you can call it fistin’
My main bitch think she the only one
But I’ma stew her like Kristen
In the all black Calvin Klein
Pullin’ yo girl and pissin’ off mine
Little pearly draws and they fit fine
Boy pull that curtain it’s showtime
Loooooord
Please forgive these hoes
For they not know what a real bitch do
And no I’m not Japanese
But the coochie sweeter than a Hi-Chew
And yes it’s completely shaved so you don’t have to search
Baby me plus you wouldn’t be hard math
So be sure to show me that work
Barf Troop, baby
BTB, come get lifted
You’d assume it’s kung-fu with all these bitches tryna kick it
Rhymes on my mind like a motherfuckin’ fitted
Naaah not a snapback you’ll see that with the kitty oooh
It’s I Spy bitches
And y'all niggas seem to always find us
And if I wore sweatpants even those would be designer
Homeboy said he want me
I told him to get in line
And maybe he might say hello to my little friend
Like Tony Montana AH!

[Babeo Baggins]:
(Woooow, you so much money! You’re trying to spend it all on me? Wow, you’re the sweetest! Like I love you so much. But really that dress I want… can you buy it today?)

[Justin Baber]:
Pebbles and Bam Bam
We’re the kids you yabba dabba come to
Prehistoric flow
Your bitch is feelin’ uncouth
Lookin’ carnivorous at the function with my leopard shoes
And red bones
Goose and Malibu on the Flintstones
Don’t remember last night
May God forgive us
Knew from 2004 that Jesus walks with us
I saw him last night at the corner store buyin’ swishers
Like Nas
Aimin’ guns in alla my baby pictures
Smoke down to my fingertips
Still pin hair up with a roach clip
This beat is wavy
And we ride it like a pirate ship
Makin’ scurvy niggas walk the plank
Switch the aesthetic up
Closet game Hilary Banks
Gimme all your time, touch, love, and attention
Gimme all your drugs, props, money, and connections
Lick my sugar daddy up
He’s sweet like candy
Give me a spank or two
If I start actin’ badly
And that’s real
But I can get used to how this ice feels
Gimme the nicest slice of pie
In the Big Apple
Importing tea from India
No more drinkin' Snapple

[Babeo Baggins]:
(Of course I’m not using you for your money, don’t be silly!)

[Justin Baber]:
Takin’ bubble baths with Don P
Tom Ford aviators
Steppin outta Terry’s diary
Do you think you’re over me?
Gettin’ charged while watchin’ Gandhi
Barkin up the wrong topiary
While you’re cherry pickin’ apple trees
Knock hoes over
Somebody yell out timber
No one’s around to hear ‘em fall
Permanently hibernating starting this winter