Dida - Corona [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I puffed the foam off the last Corona
A 1000 feet in the sky, she is
Angry, saying I don't really want her
If that ain't reaching, I don't know what is
Say

Ain't you tired of running games?
Going all berserk. You're looking crazy, deranged
With a new ring finger gold ring, coming back from Spain
Feel like you were doing all them things
To raise my mother fucking bloodstream

Talking to all them dudes, in all them crews that I don't like
You saying you and I was in it for the long haul
Then caught me fucking someone else. Shit, it's only right

I've got a girl that loves to scream but doesn't talk much
I must have missed her head when I called her ass big
She wanted Foie Gras. Girl, you're on a long lunch
When those new perfumes are looking like my last gig
Smelling like my cash did

Slowly. She put her lips right on me
Telling me that we would be alright, she told me
Then I was in that pussy all night, getting bony
Her hair so blonde, it looks like Jon Bon Jovi
You're saying you love it. You put it all on me
You're biting that pillow. You were my bitch only
Then your Iphone buzzing and you picked up coldly
That was New York calling with a job for Chloé

So you packed your shit, then you left next morning
Then like, 2 months passed and you've still not phoned me
Phony. I couldn't even get a dial
Then met you a couple months later like; It's been a while
But looking back at it, find it hard to not smile
In these boxes of Coronas. Heels in these corners
Shots by the cases like in El Mariachi
I hopped up in a cab and said watch me