Cale Charles - Still [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1:

Riding round, downtown, little dough to spend
Shorty got her top down, like the car we rollin in
Coke and Hen, hoes and gin, afrodisiac indeed
Government can tax the blunt, but government can't tax the weed (x4)
Drinks and freaks is all that I need
Southern speech is all that I speak
46 blood is all that I leak
Til I'm 6 feet deep. Somebody say, Preach. (Preach!)
6 shots Ciroc, that peach (each)
Ride clean in dirty south streets (bleach)
Til the tweaks in my speaks don't beat..We

[Hook]
(Still) Bumping 10 kickers, still grippin the grain
(Still) Still riding them thangs. Still grippin the grain
(Still) Still candy in the paint. Still riding them thangs
(Still) I'm bumping 10 kickers. Still grippin the grain

Verse 2:

I'm bout that life, bout that life, bout that life
Nigga count my stripes
Inside tan, and outside white
Redbone bi, but the brown one dyke
Ya wife gone out on the town all night
Keep her out my sight, I could pound on sight
Never discriminate, brown or light
Shorty Shake that ass, make it bounce, alright?
Down, set, hike. 5 foot 6 wit a round and ripe
Turn down the lights she throw it back, I counter strike
I, I, I, I'm into whips and thangs, she into gifts and rangs
So, i keep her hand glistening, as I'm ridin chrome, and I grip the grain

[Hook]