Durrty Goodz - Panties, Bras, Coke & Cameras [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Crazy Titch]
You know who it is right now
Everyone knows who it is
It's obv. Titch, innit? Crazy T-I-T-C-H
Wiley stop being stupid, innit
Just do your Rolex Sweepin' and drop my name out of it, innit?
Just play your position, innit?
Do funkyhouse, play m-dizzle(?)
Sniff lines, do grims(?), have a nice time innit
Low it ennit, lyrically you man can't fuck with him, innit?
You know you can't fuck with Doogz

[Verse 1: Durrty Goodz]
You didn't have to talk like that
That's not lyrical so I won't support that
You know you shoulda come up with something they don't know
I was young and I went jail, road men know
Was it rape though? No, but I was thirteen
Now I'm a rolemodel, kids can learn off of me
And my hot flows, you've never had one of those
You went low so now I've gotta expose
Some of us already know and a couple of us saw
The video when you was inna de cousin bra
Thongs on and everthing with your battydraw
Open posing for the camera
Rah the grime king's a crossdresser
How can he swing when he's in a G string?
And I'm on a weed ting, Cokey you're freaking
You're a duppy
Shhh, All In One's got a copy

[Hook x2]
Panties bras sniff coke and cameras
Panties bras sniff coke and cameras
Panties bras sniff coke and cameras
This is what happens when you smoke round Ambers (smoke round Ambers, smoke round Ambers)

[Verse 2]
Ask Fury she knows, ask JJ he knows
You was chasing All In One around Bow
Cos he had the footage on his mobile phone
You paid him and threw it in a lake
Your album was about to drop you where bait
You've made another big mistake
Like when you was slipping in Southwest tell the rest
How you ran and let Nai let badboys come and put a gun to her eye
And she didn't even cry
You was hiding in a garden for four hours
That's why you're scared of sunflowers
Cunt you're a coward, fronting you're powdered
Crack got you doing the devil's work, just low it
You talk manure, I don't war with gays
Motherfucker you wore lingerie

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I won't even call you a pedo
But I will end it though with a torpedo
You look dodgy
On your front cover in the playground hoodied up looking young bodies
Hanging around with their swings and slides
Mad because there was no kids on your side
You got a cheek, what's Eskibeat?
Some cheap label molesting the kids on the street
When the video leaks bet you Willy won't speak
As somebody rose in him with a nine milli heat
What a silly old creep you've gone below deep
How you tryna compete when the coke makes you open your bumcheeks?
You said it in the booth, what the bloodcleet?
You're with the darkside spirit, that's enough freak
Don't phone me unless you got that camera
When you was coked out crossdressing round Amber's

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
How can you diss my mother or diss my brother
When your sisters lover's fucking your baby mother
With no rubber undercover your boys all run up in her
When you're touring they cum up in her
You've been outshone on this mic
You can go and put back on your thongs and sniff white
You're thirty now so with every bar you write
Know you're the wrong father in your yout's life
And you heard the latest?
Get a DNA test for one of your babies
Heard it was J2k's, DVA's, Little Dee's or one of them PDC brehs
It's all long, five Bow men have bored it, All In One
It's awfully wrong
You only buy bones you can't call for a don
And it's official now that you're a corpse in a song...
Your mum...

[Hook]

[Outro: Crazy Titch]
Don't be telling Doogz about ahh your brother's doin' life an' that
We all know this! We got the paper, innit
It's in the books, yeah, it's been on the house of parliaments talk about
We all know, shut up, get me?
Cus I'm not in jail for Doogz
I'm in jail cus some stupid jury dickheads listened to my previous
That's it, that's why I'm in jail
There's some people that even picked me out on ID parades from television that got me in jail
That's not Doogz
I went jail, I don't know nothing
All I know is I'm appealing
I don't wanna hear nothing like that
Do not believe, man can't chat to Goodz innit cus Titch is in jail innit
Don't know I sent? Man, I'll send
Goodz will slew you, he don't need me
He don't you don't need me to say nothing
You man are rubbish
That's the truth innit
I don't even hear what you're saying
Your hooks is pants, you took it off some yout' called Ryder
That flows shit
-Imitates Wiley-
How dare you put my name with that shit? It's lowly!
Trust me, low it ennit
Low it ennit, lyrically you man can't fuck with him, innit?
You know you can't fuck with Doogz
Not none of you, not one of you lyrically can't chat to him
It's not gonna make no sense
Everyone's gonna get parred, innit?
You're better off just leaving him to do what he wants to do
And then just leave him
I give him a pass, man can't chat to him
Low it