BlaQ $now - Shine for Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro-Ca$hma$e]
BlaQ $now
Oh y’all want us to shine and get real lyrical and commercial for you
You know who it is
It’s Ca$hma$e
Cha-chinggggg

[Verse 1-Ca$hma$e]
I’m a mahfuckin’ star in the light
Light, light in the stars, no need for price check
Just swiped the Black Card
Black Car be the Royce
AKA 8-Ball, MJG pass the chemo
Cuz nigga I’m ballin’, the 6-1-9 callin’
They want the King back hit the clutch you stallin’
Nah, nigga, you Confucius
Heated pool in the mid-Summer type of useless
I’m bendin’ over backwards just to see you losers
But I’m Stevie Wonder and you’re inch on my ruler
Haha, now me-me-measure that
A Ca$h plus a Ma$e, add it up, where the Diddy at?
The game skin deep, hittin’ hard like Polynesian tats
If I’m the cheese you the rat, I’m a kick you a sack
We goin’ deep on ya girlfriend and I’m the quarterback
Quarterback, quarterback, quarterback

[Hook]
Shine, shine, shi-shine for me baby x8

[Verse 2-Tactic$]
Shine like a lamp, shine like the sun do
Shinin’ like us somethin’ that you’ll never undo
When she needs some girl time you the one she run too
When she need some dick, then we kickin’ it like Kung Fu
Yeah I said it, you are pathetic
I sinned last night and I don’t regret it
Said she had a man and I said “don’t sweat it”
Then we cut it cut it up like a mahfuckin’ medic
We keep it on the low, so they lyin’ if they said it
And she blows at her job, do you get where I’m headed?
I’m the illest, got some fanatics
Groupies blow Tactic$, I call it band practice
Then I bust, turn her face into a canvas
No Picasso, no guns but I blam’ this
Tryna fuck an actress, fuck around the Atlas
They fuckin’ on my mattress, showin’ me theatrics

[Hook]
Shine, shine, shi-shine for me baby x8
Damn T-3 why you gotta kill em like that fo’?
I’m a tell you what you rappers are doin’ and makin’ money tho’
Here’s what y’all doin’
Check me out

[Verse 3-Ca$hma$e]
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are?
Up above the world so high
I am a diamond in the sky
If I break ya hymen, don’t you cry
And if Simon Says, don’t ask why
Rappin’ on a tight beat don’t make you fly
I’m killin’ you bug niggas, I spit insecticide
You niggas callin’ it pimpin’ I call it a 9 to 5
You niggas sayin’ you Tyga when niggas I know you lyin’
You say you callin’ the shots
But niggas not even firin’
Hearin’ ya rhyme hurts, like a screech from a violin
And yeah I’m non-violent, but I’m eatin’ mere cats
In the SoCal Lion’s Den
So while you hirin’, I be firin’
I’m takin’ no days off like a God Damn Chinamen

[Outro-Ca$hma$e/Tactic$]
Man we are, BlaQ $now
Tactic$
Ca$hma$e
We’re not gang bangers
We’re just having fun
So all this commercial shit we doin’
So take it as that
And we’re BlaQ..$now and we out
Gone
Haha
I think I said BlaQ $now too much
Yeah
We should have me come in the background
“You hear that? I’m black?!”
Hahaha yeah
No yeah you should
No you should though
No you should
Make it comedic man