Spreez the MC - Get Dat Doe [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hook :(Igotta gotta git some, doeee)
Gotta get that doe, dont let it make u though

Verse 1:
Whatchu gone do when they take in God we Trust off the dolla bill, u gone holla still gettin money when u ain't got no dough
Ironically its funny
Cuz I'm broker denna joke
But im fuckin on yo ho,cuz fish dont work no mo
Breakin Bread, broke em off real bad, man im glad my dad told me the plan
Man i Got the map in my hand, niggas rather count sand
I rather go to the beach, and get sucked on like a leach
Cuz my flow clean like bleach
Woe, reach n I teach
Stand still let me cut yo hand off
Wake up n I stretch, gettin ready for the standoff
On the hill I yell I gotta pay these grants off
Fuck the world right? Let me take my pants off
(2) Two steppin for the danceoff, they let me hit the lottery, get these bands off me, these grands is my offering dad

Hook

Verse 2:
My wealth is my health, so u can go to hell
Im good, well fair at least i won't complain
Getttin ass in da rain, i pull up on a donkey
Mane, I come from a long line
Dope runners, spittin crack, the word in fact
Is schwag now, easy to find look up but you talkin down ,really ppl scared to get it ya veins, so diss me in vain, cuz you felt that pain
Of not havin no change, no cash for dat chain
Bane, supernatural man I made the jump
You faked out, Im real enough to throw the pump
Still got the ball, so Im boutta ball
2 two steppin thru the door,*2
Communicatin with 8 great space stations, aliens be hatin im haitin,my money asian

Hit the flow, watch the dough hit the floe

Verse 3:
You gettin close, but not close enough
Im really close,to blowin it up
So get ya home, let em know whats up
To each its own, accept help from the son
Before you can help anybody, man u gotta get a shotty, dont nobody move, won't hurt nobody
Move bitch, leave me lone
Who rich, I'mma rob the cash
Wanna get high, I'mma lob her ass
Griffindor up in the attic lookin for more whores
Open doors like pores, im the light like coors
Scared to talk, of course You would be
U only wanna slumber, I would like lumber but my numbers 9
Remember when you fell like timber, 2 aces in September in the club with the diamonds, throwin it up
Keep love in yo heart, you was rich from the start
2 steppin out the door, hit the flow, watch the cash hit the floor