Dom Pachino - Cheap Thrills [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

* background vocals

[Intro: P.R. Terrorist]
Mira, mira mami
Dame la chocha, Terrorist shit
Mucho grande, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, yo

[Hook 2X: P.R. Terrorist]
Cheap thrills, gettin' hot sex for dollar bills
Cheap thrills, druggin' 'em up wit pink pills
Cheap thrills, givin' me beek, ridin' my wheels
Cheap thrills, everybody know how it feels

[P.R. Terrorist]
She sucked the babies out my dick
Crayola colors, painted in lipstick
She nearly fainted when she sat on it and drained it
Pussy, contaminated when wet, look laminated
Rock an Afro, or a Mohawk, it's Cesar faded
Bitches, don't ever trust em
Free shit, they come accustom, as for me, ain't a damn thing free
I make 'em study 250 weekly, wit dedication to the G.O.D
Showin' me, all they can be, within' the Army
Cook a hot meal, throw my fatigues up in the laundry
Burn you quick fast, seven days later, up in the pharmacy
Dick drippin', pubic's itchin', she still bitchin'
Sayin', nigga, you ain't get it from me
Niggas be wishin' they could hit this shit
Bitch, you must be stupid, pussy keep a stench
So bad, you need to douche it plus ya pussy look nasty as fuck
Let's keep it real, for ya birthday I bought you a case of Vagisil
And you still don't see, you need Monistat 3
Try to shit on my dick, now you coppin' a plea
Cuz that bum ass nigga, ain't fuckin' like me
Dick ain't as big as me, you see (bitch)
I pull ya skin back til I see pink
Up on my belly, stick my finger in ya ass
Back shot you in the telly, don't be mad at me
Just be glad that you had me, for a hot second, til I had reality check it

[Hook 2X]

[Outro: P.R. Terrorist]
Cheap thrill... ya bitches know who you be
I'mma live clear without ya
Knowledge is infinite, Terrorist shit, the deficit
Til the death certificate, nigga