TheJonesMob - The Legendary McJagger ($1.39 Value Pick) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

CHORUS - All Samples

Watchootalkinbout Willis? [Garry Coleman]
I'mma gangsta [Snoop Dogg]
Thankyouverymuch [Mick Jagger]
Oh My Gosh [TheJonesMob]
The Legendary Mick Jagger [Jay Leno]

Watchootalkinbout Willis? [Garry Coleman]
I'mma gangsta [Snoop Dogg]
Let's make money [TheJonesMob]
Huh! [Rick Ross]
The Legendary Mick Jagger [Jay Leno]

VERSE 1 - TheJonesMob

With so much drama up in LG ville
It's kinda hard being Snoop Dogg, keeping it real
Long as I got skill to talk a topic that's relate-able
Then I'll remain hate-able and squawk about these crazy girls

Now I ain't sexist so don't let that hate unfurl
I'm just wondering what it's like inside a ladies world
Do the ABC's she's going out for a Mercedes twirl
Putting out for money damn honey how you make me hurl

I got that Mick Jagger swagger with a little bit of
Average magic that's sick until it's mathematics
Well life's magic til you end up adding math to it
Half fluent in pig latin, yet I rap through it

Rapping nonsense, I did what I do in the wrong tense
They decipher it Iono what a song meant
I say I'm Shady but I'm barely hitting blonde yet
Dog I could find less heat inside Lebrons head

I rap with the Miami Heat
And while I'm average I be rapping like a master be
Fighting for a masterpiece, but if we ask for peace
Why are we fighting for it actually, fuck it lets get drunk until the pastor sees

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VERSE 2 - TheJonesMob

Now I ain't been arrested since, we were crushing estrogen
Pounding up a pussy, "don't swear, Matt, you're heaven sent"
Fuck a slogan til it's message sex
With some classy concubines screaming Jones Mob for President

Me and Mr. Morgans in the park until we're born again,
Drunk as fuck it's 2 AM, sup folks, good mornin' then
More girls in the party than a motherfucking Mormon's den
If I can't sing, yo, I'll sample out the chorus then

Chilling in the kitchen with Jimmy Hendrix and Morrison
Must experience the drug 'fore you open the doors again
Straight into teenagehood - that's where all the boredom's sent
They say I'mma necropheliac, it's barely post moredom sex

Getting drunk off marzipan bars, spitting chocolate flavored liquor
Lyrics sicker than some farting in jars
She wearing TNA pants and a cardigan darling been
Wanting you in my apartment since my 8th grade heart has been scarred

She giving nicely styled head, while I'm the barber in charge
Start a revolt til the arbiter's barred up
They say I'm soft still I start to give a hard fuck
Listening to some old school Luda til I'm starstruck

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VERSE 3 - TheJonesMob

My dick so short, she say Napoleon stole her heart
I tear the pussy up, so he fits the name of Bonaparte
And I got the coldest heart, nobody know when my flow would start
I'm the dynamite, yes, I am kinda tight

Alright look at this, straight up ridiculous
Finger to the minister screaming fuck censorship
If Jones Mob got that president election
Then the Steven Harper era bout to have an intervention

Let's invent one did I mention that I'm lynching left and right
And that I'm stingy every night, and that I'm bringing on a frightening
Set of lyrics my appearance it is normal
But the sounds that you're hearing unemployed are simply formal

Ways of expressing myself, we know that seshing would help
But rapping out my feeling's even better you whelp
I'm feeling sorry for my evident self, without evidence
You evidently noticed that I'm going out bogus

And my boogers are words cause my loogies make an impact
I swallow my saliva and drink mucus for a six pack
Puking up tortillas while I sit here and spit raps
Eating a McJagger and a Big Mac

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