D. Smiley - Club (No) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: D. Smiley]
Aye shawty bring that ass over it's been on my mind all night
And I caught you checking me out looking like you want some of this dick in your life
And the way you work got that sex appeal I think I'm going to loose my mind
And the way you look I'm sure the pussy taste good can a nigga just get a little bite, oh my
Ain't never had a dude be so blunt and it turns you on cause its new
And a girl like you
Ain't used to my type
But right now its looking like its that time
You like the way I tell you what you want to hear just to get yourself through the whole fucking night
Your man hits your phone you hit ignore and try to let me know he ain't been pleasing you right
But that's probably a lie
I may be faded but who you think you fooling
You bad but carry drama so gon' and keep it moving
Or i'll call fuck it on this night
And you can come to the crib to do whatever while we get high
Or maybe not, damn, fuck it lets do it
All moral code gone out the window what you doing
I don't know if this is a dream or reality
But every time I hit a clubs it brings the worst out of me and

[Hook: CLV]
My niggas can't get into the club
I can't roll weed in the club
So much temptation in the club
That's why I don't go to the club
(oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I say oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
My niggas can't get into the club
I can't roll weed in the club
So much temptation in the club
That's why I don't go to the club
(oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I say oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)

[Verse 2: D. Smiley]
At the crib chilling and I got my blunts rolled
With these beats playing that my nigga Swisha slaying
Trying to get my mothafuckin mode on
Ain't trying to hear what nobody saying
My phones blowing up a lot of friends going out, asking me to go out
Ill rather stay in the house
That's that shit you don't comprehend but it makes sense due to differences in our fucking lifestyles
Im gon' do me and homie you do you
You hit club and I stay in the stu
You leave with no lady, I got one home waiting
Only trouble anyway with the games they be playing
Whether they want a free drink, or free entry to a show
A groupie for the night, don't say slut or ho
Oh you mad now, what you called then
Hold up ill wait, don't be stalling
You hate I speak the real
You hate you fit the bill
Gon' head momma twerk that ass and make sure ya body lives to the beat
Do what you came to do, I don't do no judging
I done made my mistakes, got my priorities straight, now it's nothing but the mothafuckin work
Rather spend money on a beat or spend money on some trees, than spend money on some drinks with a whole bunch of flirts
On that alcohol I don't act right so I try to stay away from it at all times
I turn into something that's never been me, it brings out every demon that's been waiting to be released

[Hook: CLV]