Sir Michael Rocks - In The Loop [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wussup? Bitch

[Hook]
I’m in the loop on the lot tryna cop that Masi
Same old hoes coming out, that body a-huh
I’m in the loop on the lot tryna cop that Masi
Sip that lean, can’t feel my body a-huh

I’m the loop (loop), I’m on the lot (lot)
I’m the loop (loop), I’m on the lot (lot)
I’m the loop (loop), I’m on the lot (lot)
I’m the loop (loop), I’m on the lot (lot)

[Verse 1]
Man, I added it up, I did my math
The little fly nigga bad in class
But now I’m feelin’ like feelin’ like feelin’ like…
Like I'm going on a trip trip trip trip…
I’m in the loop on the lot Quattroporte all black
Girl ass so fat, how you support all that?
Turn her back on the camera and record all that
Playin’ all them things like it’s for her back
You know I’m in it
I'm tryna win that cheese
Quattroporte all black, I'm tryna cop one of these

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
It’s a hundred thirty-five if you want that sport GT-S
A couple boxes to them phones, we be straight – no stress
But mom’s keep getting sick, palm's keep drippin’ sweat
Heart beatin’ out the chest so I’m out to get the check
And if you’re lookin’ like a threat hope you’re hopin’ for the best
Wuddup? Better be ready for the repercussion
My bitch rockin’ Isabel’s to the function
Aye yea I’m fuckin’ just to clear up the assumptions
3’s in them ones, pourin’ 6’s in 2’s
Take a sip with some ice, little cuz skip school
Night ridin’ with me cuz he think it’s the move
Because I stay with foreign weed, foreign bitches and food

[Hook]