Filthy Jazz - Rubbhers (FIlthy) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yo yo, what the fuck
Filthy Jazz

[Verse 1]
Too many hoes in the game
I'm the host of the game
Shove dope entertain
Time froze when I came
From the low down, that ghost town
Fucking with the profound
Filthy nigga, the low clown
Sipping slow down in the smoke lounge
I got a skinny body, hairy knotty, shit on everybody
Because I'm godly, rude like Gotti, fuck Illuminati
On posers, rappers, haters too
I'm dropping ?choosing? bodies
At loser parties I got brusian hotties screwing jollies
Y'all lame niggas don't know who to copy
I got the crew beside me, six4 crew
The mob in pursuit of pot, and lewd a lot
And bitches who don't mind a newer cock
We switch the ruder bop
And roll the window down, moon a cop
If we're the same then my music rocks
If you like smoking herbs, stroking curves
Then hear my spoken words
Don't give a fuck about none unless it's fun
And I'm blessed with extra cum so pretty girl let's run...
Let's run away

[Verse 2]
Switching galaxies
All my brothers in the mall
??? on the wall, in the stall
I'm so fucking young and stubborn
And my vision changing colors
With your girlfriend at her house
In my pocket are some rubbhers
Lalala

Filthy fuckin' Jazz