Rambo - Killin' It [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Rambo killin' it
Catch me at the show I am the one with your hoes, don't need this sick track
My dick got the ladies coming back
Sex so high, so hood, so good, I make it last
Your sex so fast, like a hostess snack, cream comin' out before it's unwrapped
Ladies love my shit, ladies love my dick, ladies love my hustle, ladies love my muscles
Bitches say I fuck better than Usher
Speaking of Hostess cakes, I eat 'em on the first date, in the car, in the bar, in the bed while I am gettin' head
Put some on your titties while I am gettin' busy
Sex and snacks, you better be down with that
Hold Up. You don't like crumbs? Bitch you dumb and I'm getting ready to cum
Ohhhhhh
There it goes now whose the hoe?
Ladies love my shit, ladies love my dick, ladies love my hustle, ladies love my muscles
Bitches say I fuck better than Usher
Women get off this table, I am stepping up cause I am willing and able, you look so unstable, listen up I am goin' tell you a fable
Jack and Jill went up the hill, Jack talked smack, so Rambo fucked Jill behind his back
Ladies love my shit, ladies love my dick, ladies love my hustle, ladies love my muscles
Bitches say I fuck better than Usher
Coming up with rhymes so quick its sick, you so slow, mind fucked up like you are on blow, still wishing you were Rambo
I keep spending dough, bitches get coming back for mo'. They the ones trying to score, I'm popping cherries like gatz
[K-Dogg]
Hey, yo! What he say?
[Lil' Cabbage]
Man that shit was fat!...
[Rambo]
Yeah
K-Dogg. Lil' cabbage. You name it, I got it, I'll hook you up
Twinkies
Ding dongs
Pound cakes
I even got them snow balls
My momma love that shit