Clipse - Wamp Wamp (What It Do) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Slim Thug (Pusha)]
Man, I showed up
Pimpin' ya cold up
I head straight to the bar just to post up
I roll the 'dro up, my cup Mo'ed up
Bitch don't just stand there with your nose up
C'mon wamp wamp, what it do? (What it do?)
Ha, wamp wamp, what it do? (What it do?)
Wamp wamp, what it do? (What it do?)
Ha, wamp wamp, what it do? (What it do?)

[Verse 1- Pusha T]
No hotta, flow droppa since Poppa
You penny-ante niggas, see I know copper
Left the game on a high note, flow opera
Pusha still got them keys I can unlock ya
See that watch on the sleeve? Call it show stoppa
Nigga ball around the world, call me globe trotter
Trick dollar, ask what I feel? Nada
Give a bitch yellow fever all these gold bottles
And late models, I lean throttles
Roof back with the coupe black, playa think he need goggles
Look mama, I be fly papa
Strictly Bathing Ape, Ice Cream and BBC rocker, EGHCK!
So proper, hammer time, gun cocker
Top shotta, me hesitate none, pop ya
Egg shell on the scale for my snow coppers
Don't ask what I sell, shit I'm Bet Crocker

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[Verse 2- Malice]
Mirror mirror, who's the fairest?
Tricked a buck fifty on that horse and carriage
Must admit, nothing like these carats
Them hoes holla back just like they parrots
Down to the watches, alligator strap
Six different time zones, I don't set her back
17 a brick, yeah, run and tell 'em that
I got the wamp wamp when I move it it's still damp
Mildew-ish when I heat it, it turn bluish
It cools to a tight wad, the Pyrex is Jewish
I get paper, it seems I get foolish
Take it to Jacob and play "Which hue's the bluest?"
We ain't browsing, luxurious housing
Pull up so mean with the angel bowing
Or with the emblem bearing the stallion
European custom, the leather's Italian

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[Verse 3- Pusha T]
EGHCK! So much glamour, that I can't stand the
Bright from the ice, the chain xenon lamp ya
Impression in ya mind like a freeze-frame camera
The white tape tight like ya seen on Pampers
What's under the couch would probably freeze up Santa
Whatever it cost baby we got answers
Line outside full of Jo-Jo Dancers
"We Got it for Cheap" that's the Re-Up anthem

[Verse 4- Malice]
By far the coldest, '06 Lotus
0 to 60, hocus pocus
The feds don't know so they stick they noses
While we off the coast, proposing toastses
Hoes and mo' shit, the family close knit
And deep like the Hutu, you cockroaches
Just like the flow, the foe's ferocious
I tuck you in, homie. "Buenos noches"

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