Don Cash - We Got This [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

We Got This

Everybody want the pretty wife
The pretty life the big city life
The fat loft
Relax take your cap off
Finish the first drink
Now she got half off
Champagne flowing
Never turn the tap off
Prada and gucci and brands
You never heard of
Never paying taxes
Get away with murder
Cash biz
Lets fall in love with an actress
Who sent an email with a
XXX attachement
In a benz bumping Patches
Clarence Carter
My taste is very eclectic
I play a fender electric
I ain't no superstar
But I'm bossy in the bou- doo- oir
Pardon my French
I'm a tourist
Swinging thru the city
Quoting Diddy on the chorus
Forever number one in your area
The Don Cash era
Causing mass hysteria

To all my hustlers in the beemers
We got this
To all my poets and my dreamers
We got this
To all my jokers and the thinkers
We got this
Even the smokers and the drinkers
We got this
To the DJs and selectors
We got this
To every single mic wrecker
We got this
To all the writers and the skaters
We got this
All my players money makers
We got this


Hash tag me on the twitter feed
Cuz we got this b
It stay winning like victory
You should have heard the rhymes
She spit to me
And I had to agree
She looked like a smash hit to me
How the fuck am I a menace
When I'm lamping at the
Private club playing tennis
Making plans to visit Venice
I was stupid fresh
Now I'm fresh stupendous
Casio watch fresh kicks
New mobile
We floss silly and stunt hard it's high profile
I pitch slang like Halladay
Perfect game
Everyday like Saturday
I call the shots I call the winners
You call that competition?
Man they all beginners
Crying at the battle
And I think they need therapy
Cuz I'm number one
And I say it with sincerity

To all my hustlers in the beemers
We got this
To all my poets and my dreamers
We got this
To all my jokers and the thinkers
We got this
Even the smokers and the drinkers
We got this
To the DJs and selectors
We got this
To every single mic wrecker
We got this
To all the writers and the skaters
We got this
All my players money makers
We got this



I own the skyline
Check the vistas
Twin turbo born to win
With twin sisters
At the bank they call me mister
Gripping this stash
Counting cash gave me blisters
Orange Crush in a dutch master
You may be quick
But my stick much faster
They should encase my mic
In plaster
You may have long money
But I still out cash ya
I think I'm Vin Diesel with the smirk
At the part of the flick
Right before he go bezerk
You know they say there is a price to pay
But whenever that is
It ain't gon happen today
Paid in full
Blasting Rakim
I'm remarkable
True and living
I'm the actual
When I say I'm the best
I'm only being factual


To all my hustlers in the beemers
We got this
To all my poets and my dreamers
We got this
To all my jokers and the thinkers
We got this
Even the smokers and the drinkers
We got this
To the DJs and selectors
We got this
To every single mic wrecker
We got this
To all the writers and the skaters
We got this
All my players money makers
We got this