Dana Coppafeel - Brad Pitt [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Dana Coppafeel]
Yeah, check
Yeah my shit is always going to post because I’m after facts
You got the Jewish type flow you should Passover rap
Watch me how I do this
My reality show no cameras around just reality flow
I can’t stop till my salary grows
And get a piece of lint
And plant seeds where the celery grows
I fertilizer and decompose
And over scavenger poems fucker
I’m on my do or die shit my one try shit
Look you in the eye bitch
My bitch is in the shower cleaning out her privates
And when I flip the script it looks like rocket science
How I am lifting off
I light the L and I mix the cough
The final level chillin’ with the boss
So when you come in contact just expect a loss
I spread em out like pizza sauce the pizzeria
For beats I eats them all
And watch the kid how he teach ‘em all
The Good Reverend how I reach em all with The Good Book
And good word in the kitchen ya good cook
Smoking good herb getting the stoned to the maxamilly
I take T-bobs but I asked for chili
And big ups to the cats who fucking with me
You’ll be the first in the ride when I’m driving Bentley
I’d rather give em love than a reason to resent me
I giving all the props till the motherfuckers empty

[Hook X2]
Yeah
Cause I’m back up on my rap shit
I make it look good call me Brad Pitt

[Interlude]
More pizza rolls
Vegetarian, grab some of those vegetarian BBQ wings
You know what I’m saying, extra cheese
Ya throw that up, throw that up
Throw that shit up. (Drugs)

[Hook X2]

[Scratches]
5000 thousand dollars

[Outro]
And your mama’s ugly
Let this one ride Mammyth