T.Shirt - My Bitch Don't Even Like Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook:]
My bitch don't even like me, my bitch don't even like me
I'm not gonna lie, though, that shit kind of excites me
My bitch don't even like me, my bitch don't even like me
(Chika chika, chika chika)

Son, your bitch thinking you the man is so last year
I mean, what if she liked you better if you wasn't even there?
I said, give me one more snake face be out
Eating my food, sitting on my chair in my house
What? That great ass brought you far enough
I know I'm hard to love but this is hardly what's up
That's some nerve, you knew I was a disrespectful rapper
You know what happens when you disrespect a rapper
You get a song made. I ain't no backstabber
But if you ain't no Queen, I ain't no Frank Zappa
I'm a character, you need a nigga straight up
Straight up? Shut your face up
This is not like me not liking your makeup
This is more like you not fucking with my makeup
Tell you what. Ask me if I care
If you hate it so much, shit, what you still doing here?

[Hook]

So what's the deal? Ten minutes ago you was sucking my dick
Ten minutes from now you'll tell me "Nigga, you ain't shit!"
Which one is it? This relationship is not a pair of shoes
I ain't got time to just stand here while you choose
I get it, you want a prince and I'm more like Mike
Bad as a motherfucker when on my mic
Stop moonwalking 'round the situation, though, confess
Quit your fucking diatribe and get undressed
This is not like me not liking those heels
This is more like you not fucking with my ideals
Everyone bragging how they the best in the world
Shirt's the worst - I can't even impress my girl

My bitch don't even like me, my bitch don't even like me