Rashad-Alexander - Still Ain't Shit [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
(Harmonizing)
[Chorus]
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out

[Hook]
But you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book

[Verse]
You can have your name lit up in lights
All across the Vegas Strip, and despite that you stupid bitch
Your name still wouldn’t mean shit
Cause I been there and I done that
And I fucked you good and had you come back
Cause fame and fortune won’t let you forget the fact
That you weren’t shit before me, and you ain’t shit without me
Whenever you look in the mirror I hope you feel fucking ugly
Cause I used to say that you’re beautiful, and meant every fucking word
But I hope you die alone by yourself miserable
Matter fact you should just commit suicide
Cause no one gone love you like I
Did, way back when
When you weren’t so fucking fat and things were different
Oh you thought you were something special
You thought your pussy was so so magical
Ho you were on a pedestal, and I’m bout to kick you off enjoy your long fall
Cause that hair ain’t your and you borrowed that shirt
Your titty growth stunt, but nose growth spurt
You gotta forest growing out them drawls
Two werewolves chilling on your face for eyebrows
Your lips stay glossed with that fruity shit
But your breathe still smell like booty bitch
Face it chick
Whatever you do
You’re always gonna be a basic bitch

[Chorus]
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out

[Hook]
But you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book

[Verse]
I wish there was an afterlife
So I could say “fuck you”, to your fucking face twice
Do that voodoo so precise and bring your chickenhead ass back to life
So that I can iterate it thrice, send you to hell and follow out of spite
Just to say fuck you again, in the presence of Satan

[Verse: Unknown Entity]
Bitch you insecure and you got daddy problems
You wear that fucking weave like it’s gonna solve em
Scantily Clad Hoes, know not to wear clothes
Cause no dress can cover up them malfunction of yours

[Verse: Rashad-Alexander]
Fuck you, your life and everything you stand for
21 long motherfucking years ago, marked the day you came out of a fucking whore
A tragic accident, fashion into a bad bitch
I mean correction I mean sad bitch
Contemplating life decisions in the clinic
Oh-Oh, you mad bitch, oh-oh you mad bitch
Cause Shad-Xander got you assed out like them big booty bitches at Magic
And you stay doing them hat-tricks
I bet you can’t tell me who da baby daddy is
Is it J-kwon, Tyron, or that white dude…Brandon?

[Chorus]
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out

[Hook]
But you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book
Ho you still ain’t shit in my book