YHW - Crash The Party [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: IKENO]
These niggas ain't on my frequency, I'm turnt up and I'm turnt out
Backwoods on Backwoods, I'm buil'n up 'til I'm burnt out
Champagne on my breath, nigga, this Moet got her so wet
The High Priest, she on my piece, these hoes call me Imhotep
Chase the Ciroc with the Five Alive, spit my drink on these dead guys
Keyzus Christ on that Holy Water, with the Pastor's Daughter, gettin' raptized
Every good girl got a bad side, walkin' 'round like she chastised
Tell your daddy "It's a new era, and the party just past it's cap size"
Come fuck with these rap guys, we're the Gods of the "Spiritually Ratchet"
Mastered the balance within this Matrix, teach these conscious queens gymnastics, uh
I hope she flexible, fuck up her work schedule
Niggas call me "The Stretcher" the way I roll up this medical, professional

[Hook 1: YHW]
Smellin' like a pound of that 'La Di Da Di'
Hundred fifty one shots of that damn Bacardi (Wooh)
If she in them pumps better grab your shawty
It’s Y-H-DUBB in The S.P.O.T. we just Crashed The Party
(The Turn Up Squad is outside) We just Crashed The Party
(We ‘bout to set this off right) We just Crashed The Party
(The Turn Up Squad is outside) We just Crashed The Party
(We ‘bout to set this off right) We just Crashed The Party

[Verse 2: North English]
When I swerve in and I Crash The Party (Skrrr!) everybody act like they’ve never seen God
Every guy has their girl on guard, ‘cause they know a nigga so avant-garde
No lightweights, we the Heavyweight Squad, between 4 niggas, took 28 shots
No chaser but we still gon’ pop, if we ain’t there then the party ain’t start
I hold my liquor and talk my shit, take a shot ‘fore I take your bitch
She take my dick before she take my number, safe to say that that ain’t yo’ chick
I don’t mean to be a prick though, that’s just how the game goes
She says that you half a man, and it takes 2 to tango
I hit the ‘woods once and I never thought twice
She sees green, shows pink, man that ‘Cardi had her nice
Way I beat the pussy up, make her man want to fight
And those leopard print panties, mixin' lust and civil rights, what a night nigga

[Hook 2: YHW]
Smellin' like a pound of that 'La Di Da Di'
Hundred fifty one shots of that damn Bacardi (Wooh)
If she in them pumps better grab your shawty
It’s Y-H-DUBB in The S.P.O.T. we just Crashed The Party
(The Turn Up Squad is outside) We just Crashed The Party
(We ‘bout to set this off right) We just Crashed The Party
(The Turn Up Squad is outside) We just Crashed The Party
(We ‘bout to set this off right) We just Crashed The Party

[Verse 3: DEZ]
House of Balloons, what’s poppin? The pinnacle of your weekend
I hear a pin drop when I walk in, your chick looking at me through a freak lens
This a “3G” she got options, like a draft pick, look at the stats quick
Y-H-Dubb stitched to my cotton, they believe in a nigga like a doctrine
There is elephants in your apartment, real elephants in your apartment
And you must be a Dumbo trying to hop on without a harness
I’m throwin’ ‘bows like Tony Jaa, my beads tossed and it’s Mardi Gras
Eyes chinky, Konichiwa, with the champagne bottle ‘bout to off the top
I make the cypher hot, sorry to wet your top, but it’s your Birthday baby are ratchet or not
Turn Down for What? If the cops come knockin’ we just take precautions, ‘cause the party ain’t stoppin’
Mermaid ride the wave, surfboard be a dolphin, I love watching Adult Swim
The party is live when Y-H-DUBB arrives, all brakes aside when we roll in and Crash The Party

[Hook 3: YHW]
Smellin' like a pound of that 'La Di Da Di'
Hundred fifty one shots of that damn Bacardi (Wooh)
If she in them pumps better grab your shawty
It’s Y-H-DUBB in The S.P.O.T. we just Crashed The Party
(The Turn Up Squad is outside) We just Crashed The Party
(We ‘bout to set this off right) We just Crashed The Party
(The Turn Up Squad is outside) We just Crashed The Party
(We ‘bout to set this off right) We just Crashed The Party