Samuel’s Mashups - Lunchbox Fights (Mashup) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
You said, "Hey, girl, will you sit with me?
Table in the back of Cafeteria C?
Kelly had a fat ass and trouble was cookin'
But only 'til the clock hits three
After lunch, we can walk to class
Talk about the boys that we want to smash
I fell in love with him, but he wasn't in my light
After that, I'll ignore your ass", oh

[Pre-Chorus]
The teacher gave me notes to go out and give Kelly
She was kissin' Brandon, I got jelly
"After that I'll ignore your ass", oh
The hassle, the fighting, they all want a bite of me
Photos, more photos, and gossip 'bout hoes that they don't know
I just waited 'til recess to make her pay (They talk shit though)

[Chorus: Melanie Martinez]
I don't want no lunchbox friends, no
I want someone who understands, oh, no
"No, no, no, don't you choke"
Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat"(No...)
No lunchbox friends, no, no
No lunchbox friends
Come to my house, let’s die together
Friendship that will last forever, no

[Post-Chorus]
No lunchbox friends, no (For the throat, for, for the throat)
No lunchbox friends (Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat")
Come to my, come to my (For the throat, for, for the throat)
Friendship that will last forever (Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat")

[Verse 2]
They want a fat ass in their brand new jeans
Want a baby in the back with the man of their dreams
We were in the playground, things were getting muddy
The teacher broke us up after I broke her
Wanna be my best friend, then judge me
If I smoke a little weed, makes no fucking sense to me

[Pre-Chorus]
The teacher broke us up after I broke her
And my one true love called me a monster

[Chorus]
I don't want no lunchbox friends, no
I want someone who understands, oh, no
Come to my house, let's die together
Friendship that will last forever, no
No lunchbox friends, no, no
No lunchbox friends
Come to my house, let’s die together
Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat"

No lunchbox friends, no (Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat")
No lunchbox friends (For the throat, for, for the throat)
Come to my, come to my (Daddy chimed in, "Go for the throat")
Friendship that will last forever (Class fight)