Kid_Havoc - Bugatti [remix] [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Future]
I come looking for you with Haitians
I stay smoking on good Jamaican
I fuck bitches from different races
You get money they started hating
(Turn Up!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up in a new Bugatti

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Niggas be hatin I'm rich as a bitch
100K I spent that on my wrist
200 dollars, I spent that on your bitch
Do me a model, put that on my list
Oh there he go in that foreign again
Killin the scene bring the coroner in
Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
Hit her and go home, I won't call her again
Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
Smoke me a pound of the loudest
Whippin some shit with no mileage
Diamonds cost me a fortune
Them horses all in them Porsches
You pussies can't hardly afford it
4,200 my mortgage
Ballin on niggas like Kobe
Fuck all you haters you bore me
Only the real get a piece of the plate
Reppin my city I'm runnin my state
Give me a pistol then run with the K's
Niggas want beef then I visit ya place (Bang!)

[VERSE 2 Kid_Havoc]
Im unstoppable yout can't stop me
Full contact sport like hockey, you get me in that ring im boxing
Like muhamed ali you can't stop me
Like rocky yo adrian
Im spicy ya im like a cajun
You haven't trapped me yet im not in a cage man
You think im stupid or what im not a cave man
This isnt geico
We got cars thatll run over gynoco all you are is a hater ill pull you put the ditch and run you over like mater
This is fast like a rabbit you slow like a turtle
Put this rap in your mouth and all youll do is gurgle call me busdriver ill take you kids to school cuz when i finish you off youll loook like a fool
You ain't ever gonna be redeemed after this mess whrn you kids get homer youre all gonna be depressed yes
, like a habenero in your mouth can't breath speak and your words can't come out
Like a monster truck in a small arena
Im winnin this war and im leaving like see ya
Burning rubber off my wheels getting tar in you eye speading down you road peekaboo surprise
Heres a dose of medicine i know youll all need it cuz what imma bout to spit here lets gol see it
, im a dictator-tot little child on a roll dont tryh and stop me lets see where thisll go rapping so fast you can barely understand me
Do a little dance like you gotta go pee-pee
Singing to lights song makes you bleed out your ears
If i go any longer youll be drowning in your tears
Dont know what to say to help a brother out
All i know is your life is going on time out

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Yeah, and I'm at it again
There go that flow bringin tragedy in
Copped me a chain your salary spent
Niggas is sweet bring them cavities in
Countin money, hourly trend
Rolling them skinny like Olsen twins
Niggas is squares, coppin' a Benz
Neck full of Gold Olympian shit
Neimans, I'm blowing the check on they gear
Fall on some pussy then hop on the Lear
Strapped with them choppers back of the rear
Sak pase' them killers is here
Woke up early this morning, mind is tellin me money
Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor
Millionaire nigga no rumor
Livin my life off of tuna
Wanted with me I deliver the beef
Real niggas only enjoyin the feast
Pull up a seat, bon appétit
No Louboutins put that red on your sneaks (Bang!)

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Rick Ross]
Photographs of dope boys, is all they taking
Finger prints on the Rolls Royce, is why they hatin'
Push a button on these broke boys, that's detonation
Walk a road to riches bare feet
I watch mama struggle now she livin' carefree
That's why I hustle for half a key that's 12 G's
I'm tryin' to bubble every summer a new LP
You gotta love me I got shooters out the D-League
Signin' bonus hit that man that's from thirty feet
Left in a puddle, finger prints is on hundred mill
And what it is?
Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood, we hella Trill
Yeah

[Hook]