Cush Wallace - Cush On Deck [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse: Cush Wallace

Uh, couple beats and a pack of swishers
Bitch, I'm fly I don't associate with caterpillers
A condos cool
But I rather villas
And have yo girlfriend in my bed, screaming, grabbing pillows
Looking at my bitch anatomy
No wonder why all these fucking niggas mad at me
Gotta turn my phone off
So these hoes don't kill my battery
My flow is complementary
And girls appeal to flattery
Life of the party flow
I don't give a fuck demeanor
Babygirl we ballin
I suggest you suck the team up
She likes to roll my blunts
Fuck and clean up
I got OCD, Bitch
You better fucking clean up, damn
I'm so demanding like my father was
Niggas always hatin'
But that petty shit don't bother us
As long as I'm performing
All the bitches gotta love us
So much pussy
You know I keep a box of rubbers
(Yeah)
I'm a miskeen art original
If bitches walk like models
I'm a fuck and turn them pigeon-toed
Everything is blurry now
Please adjust your vision hoe
Told them I'm a kill this shit
Every bar is criminal
You can meet my brother
And tell us we're identical
Then we'll take you down
And smoke a bunch of medical
Pulling up
All black suburban
Like the men in black
Brent hold a gun
And D-Roc windows tinted black
(Uh)
I swear
You don't want my problems
I'm a pretty nigga
But the rest of these niggas goblins
Beat yo ass inside the club
And watch you come out hoblin
I'll still be up in that bitch
Convincing girls to swallow it

Hook:
Oh let's do it, I'm the future
Im so far from the shit you niggas used to
Up early
For the money like a rooster
And I keep my niggas paid like a booster

Oh let's do it
I'm improving
I play the game to win
While they lose it
I can't help it
I'm a motherfucking nuisance
I'm about this money nigga
Mother fuck your two scents



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