Kenji Fineberg - Part Time Chick (Lust) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

He got you on Fifth A-V-E
Louie V shopping sprees
I'm the dude that tears your back out
Rug burns on your knees
She got a 4 carat rock
No flaws platinum setting
Shawty givin' me top
Four days out of seven

To make sense of this mess
I need to read her last text
"He always buys me the best
But he a lame with the sex"
Since we go way back
She talks to me about her problems
Conversation penetration
Now I need another condom

Damn that shit so good
She would leave him if she could
They bought a house up in the Hamptons
I got her drivin' to the hood
She always missin' hair appointments
Yeah I'm the reason she late
When she comes home from the gym
Yeah I'm the reason she ache

We been creepin' so long
She runnin' out of things to say
Since I ain't new to this game
I had to teach her how to play
He just got her a Rover
Thinkin' he treatin' her well
Now my new cologne
Competin' with that new car smell

It is what it is
She my part time chick
Full time benefits
Midnight shift

I get her wetter like
No one has ever done before
I fuck her better than her man
I got her wanting more
She got me on tbe floor
And now she says she want it raw
I tap it from the back
Now who that knockin' on my door

I get her wetter
I lick her better
I work it longer
I last forever
I go in deeper
Damn she a screamer
You be the coffee
I'll be the creamer

It is what it is
She my part time chick
Full time benefits
Midnight shift

She calls you from the club 'round three
He tells you where y'all should meet
Yeah it's her first time cheatin'
He gets the presidential suite
Champagne on ice
Y'all been planning this for weeks
Her man rushes in starts putting
Holes through the sheets

If you ain't tryin' to get caught
Or get put out in the street
You better follow these rules
Before you go out and creep
You can choose to take heed
Or grab your clothes and just run
Or keep it Brooklyn like me
Stab 'em up or buss ya gun

Rule number one
Son listen if you want to or not
Make sure she worth more
Than what you already got

Boo number two is so true
Don't tell your homegirl shit
There's a very thin line
Between a friend and a snitch

Number three
You really gotta know your position
You a jumpoff
So just understand the conditions

Number four
I know you heard this fo' sho
When I say it repeat
Don't shit where you eat

Number five
Cheatin' with your boss ain't wise
If it comes out in the open
Just forget that promotion

Number six
Remember payback is a bitch
Revenge is polar even colder
When it comes from a chick

Number seven
Erase those text right after you get 'em
Just read 'em delete 'em
Ain't got no reason to keep 'em
Those pictures after you see 'em
Straight to the trash you don't need 'em
Don't wanna start up no tension
Because your phone failed inspection

Number ocho
Make sure your jumpoff ain't loco
S-C-H-to-the-I-to-the-Z-O
Just hope they ain't spicin' up
They herb with that yayo
Think cheatin' is hard
Try gettin' rid of a psycho

Number eight plus one
She screams I run
Wifey just walked in
She got my gun
If you in that situation
Just don't say nothing silly
Like how haters gon' say
I bit this rhyme off of Biggie