Kid Rated R - Rap Guy's Girlfriend [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
She looks like one of those
Rap guy's girlfriends

[Verse]
I got your girl swallowin', but I don’t ever feed her
And now you walkin’ round sad, screamin’, have you seen her
Got your B.M.W'd and I ain’t talkin’ beamers
Your flow’s Coca-Cola, my flow’s cocaina
My chick she a looker you don’t even have a see'er
And that’s below average if you’re talkin' to a teacher
In the club bottle service, sippin’ on a liter
You brown bag bummin', probably sippin’ on a Zima
Or sippin’ Smirnoff, you know the ice kind
I’ll tear your ears off, I hit you with the right line
I usually pipe dimes, kinds that don’t like guys
Bring a friend, negotiator, Priceline
I write rhymes, I’m seein’ money off it
See you just bite lines and you ain’t even touchin’ profit
Throw me the muffin Imma have to knock the stuffin’ off it
Right under your nose, I don’t even take the cuffs from off it

[Chorus]
What’s your name girl, you look mighty familiar
And may I say that them jeans is mighty fittin' ya
Big country booty, but her attitude is city'er
Oh you one of those (One of those rap guy’s girlfriends)
Yea I know, you one of those (One of those rap guy’s girlfriends)
Oh I seen you, you one of those (One of those rap guy’s girlfriends)
I took her home with me, now he makin’ songs bout' me
Cause I got it on with (One of those rap guy’s girlfriends)

[Verse]
Aye yo I rap too, but I ain’t like you
She like to crack jokes, like how she wife'd you
And you in love with her, and we just laugh at it
I got her trying new stuff, lab rattin’
But keep a lab jacket, cause you never know
I heard everything that you say over speaker phone
And heard your album fore it dropped about a week or so
But that wasn't the only thing she had leaking though
Son, your daughter calling me daddy
Her mama love the kid yo I’m all up in the family
And I ain’t tryna' be so give it a rest mama
Told her the kid ain’t yours, step mama
But she don’t hear me, I’m always on her mind
She call and call till my girl pickin' up the line
Like, (he’s mine, you may have had him once
But I got him all the time), I love my chick

[Chorus]

[Verse]
I guess you dissin' me now cause she dissin' you
And yea she missing me now while she sit with you
And she was just with me now she out kissing you
So can’t help but spittin’ me out when you hit the booth
See you’re a flippin’ fool, if you don’t think its true
Look in her eyes all the lies that she’s stickin’ to
Word to the wise take your time when you pick and choose
And yea it probably is, if you think it’s you

[Chorus]

[Outro: Rebecca Nobel]
If your girl only knew
That you was trying
To get with me
What would she do
If your girl only knew
That you was dissin' her
To talk to me
She
She would probably leave (probably leave)
You alone (you alone)
She would probably cuss you out
And unplug her phone
I bet she'd be glad
That you was gone (you was gone0
And she wouldn't have to worry
Oh, oh, oh