J-Zone - 38th & 8th [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Al-Shid]

It’s ten o’clock on a Friday, cruising up the
West side highway, let my Jodeci A-side play
What about us pumpin'? What about us fuckin'
Is what I’m discussin' with shorty hand on my nuts frontin’
I love to rest that, know what that’s gon' lead to
Why don’t you bless that? Nobody’s gon' see you
She leaned to the left, put her hand in her ponytail
Put away the gum, pulled out her tongue
Let the shit run from my stomach to the drawstring
Pulled back on my velours and went to war
Round one: she’s giving me the business
She’s trying to get the quick KO, I want the distance
This bitch got me bobbing, weaving
Lips gripped around my dick, slobbing, breathing
Slowed down my speed and slid to the right
Hopped off on 96th street, dipped through the light
She started kissing the pipe, shit, I had to check her
Look, I don’t mind birds but I hate woodpeckers
Bitch, you’re best to get to work. She said ‘Aw’
(I’ll finish in a minute. I’ve got to massage my jaw)
Slid off her drawers, started rubbing her twat
Simultaneously still beating off my cock
She begging me to stop so I can hit it (Yo, we gon' do this or what? I’m sayin
What's up?)
(But first give me some of your good head
Then we can talk about business)

[Samples]
(Unzip my fly and take my cock out.)
(Stop talking and start sucking.)
(Kiss the head now, yeah
Start licking it all over)

[Verse 2: Al-Shid]

Round two: I’m riding through the back streets with this bitch
Looking for a spot to pull over, she massaging my soldier
Hold up, I must say, this chick got a hell of a tongue
She got me running oppositely down a one-way
Headlight flashing so close to crashing
She (???) that the action was turning her on
She started deep throating. My concerns were gone
I told her keep going, look, (???)
Now it’s a straight slugfest, somebody ’bout to drop
I’m overhand right, she straight jabbing the cock
She seen my leg lock, she just thought it was a cramp
Shit, two seconds later, down go the champ
(Oh shit I’m bout to crash. Oh shit, goddamn. Bitch, move.)
Shit I lost control, spun off the road
Drove my whip into a ditch, had to get the bitch towed
Shit, I ain’t trip when we got lifted away
Her older brother’s a mechanic plus she work for Triple A

(I swallowed it) (Good God)

[Outro – J-Live]
So there you have it (Nice and easy, that’s what I’m saying)
You want to get head behind the wheel of a car, do it up
But make sure you have your seatbelt fastened and your Triple A card ready
Come on!
Good head (It’s the most wonderful thing in the world)
Good head (It’s the most wonderful thing in the world)
Good head (Start sucking) (Good God)
Good head (She’s – She’s dynamite)

[Shorty]
My jaw hurts