Dida - Pussy (Honolulu) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Lahars
I just hope you're not angry

We are like fish gasping for breath
She is my bitch, but I'm her bitch too
Our kind of sex
I had it squirting worse than Kīlauea landslides
And I wanted to really know your name but I was tongue-tied
So I call her Honolulu
Pussy got me on repeat
I'm Salieri striving not to miss a single beat
And I'm still on beat
Self-medicated like 40 below summer
Wonder how I found the strength to keep on going
I wasn't, I was losing control
The way she rides it like Navajo
Pixelate your ass, I paint a picture. Call me Pablo
Grab you by your tail and sting you. Mighty Murciélago
Pussy. My perfect sin. I guess I'm walking with diablos
Plus I get it in, a nigga should've worn his raincoat
Look like you're Aaliyah, rocking it
We're in the same boat
If you say so. Sweat dripping an awful lot
Menage a trois, menage a quatre
Let's try something unorthodox
And no, we isn't stopping 'til the neighbors go and call the cops
And know, I try to park this truck up in you like a parking lot
We get it cracking like we found the damn Da Vinci code
The pot just needs to lower some, then I'm going in for more
Your simple touch
The infrastructure for these haters simpers though
But don't you mind them niggas, no, them niggas imbeciles
El Tintero. Tempted though, with every breath I muster
Underwater explorer, looking like Clive Cussler
We're like fish gasping for breath
She is my bitch, but I'm her bitch too
Our kind of sex
And yes, I ought to make that booty squeal on fuji film
Like Lauryn Hill or Pras Michel, only that I'm the author
Let that sweat drip down from your neck
That shit on blu-ray, got your ass bent on divx
We get it set from 20-11 to infinity
Walking on the moon
Mather of fact, we're creeping out of space
Looking like Neo and Trinity
Ya dig?

Lahars
I just hope you're not angry