Ghetts - Bad Breed [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Letisha x2]
I ain't got no type
Bad boys is the only thing that I like
You ain't got no life
Yeah, we call the shots, yeah, we call them all night

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Good girls want a bad breed
She want a Tyrone, not a Bradley
Her friend said her ex was the best thing that ever happened to her
She went from an iPhone to a Blackberry
Oh, what they saying, I'm a downgrade?
Are they mad? I should be outraged
They're slags, watch your mouth, babes
Look at the swag, I ain't into no [?]
I understand, a perfect selfie for you bitches
Is one of my girl's outtakes
What you know about J?
Is it something I can downplay?
Yeah, I'm out, that's why [?] chow mein
What you mean, games? I'm known for some foul play
If she carries on milking it
I'll be outside of that cow's [?]

[Hook: Letisha x2]

[Verse 2: Ghetts]
I'm bad with good manners
So many man from the hood haven't
So gyal are looking at me like that's a good balance
I don't draw girls like "oi, what's your name?"
That's young, a man's done looking savage
I ain't into "you stare, I'll stare back"
That's dumb, I only swing one way
I don't watch man, I watch her bunny
Hold tight gyal like Gabby
I know she want a Mike Lowry
Mind Mr Badger, roll up in that German like Danny
Minus the nav so I let her direct me
I tell her turn the music off
Until it speaks to my soul directly, you get me?

[Hook: Letisha x2]