Lightweight Sitters - Cassidy's Theme [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: Lightweight Sitters
Album: Live Anthology, The Ass of Cass Live in Belfast
Gatunek: Rap
Tekst: Cassidy Welsh

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[Chorus: Cassidy]
Take out the "idy" and then remove the "C"
You get ass, motherfucker, an ass as cute as can be
Motherfucker, get fucked, I'm motherfucking Cassidy

[Verse 1: Cassidy]
Queen Cassidy looking lovely as can be
This ass sitting on your face should fill your heart with glee
If an ass has gotta crush you, then it ought to be me
And I'll be sure the pain's delivered top-level painfully
Rubbing into your eyes, and just annihilating noses
Cassidy's the most hardcore, everybody knows this
Whether she's jumping atop your gut or punching you in the nuts
You better open up wide and lick her lovely-ass butt
How's it taste to have my asshole right on top of your tongue
I've got so many years more of this, I started when I was young
I'm only twenty-two, I'm four years younger than you
Your life's subjected to slavery, and there ain't shit that you can do
The best thing possible's to lie their flat
And just prepare your body for a beat-down from my motherfucking ass!
If I gotta piss, it don't matter, if I gotta shit, it don't matter
Your mouth's a toilet, you don't get it handed on a silver platter
You know what you could use? Alone time and a nice horny wank
Too bad! Your nuts getting are getting busted and your ass is getting spanked
And if I want shit, I've got dough out the wazoo in my bank
And your balls are getting yanked, plus my piss getting drank
And your tongue's getting put in my asshole
Come and get it while it's dank!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Cassidy]
Goddamn! You're lucky you ain't paying for this ass
You get a house to fucking live in, and a limitless amount of gas
Sucking farts in all day, getting your ass kicked all night
In complete fucking subservience and you're living in constant fright
Step one pinky toe out of line and you know you might face ass's wrath
It really stinks in here, God knows how long it's been since I've taken a bath
Your cage is two whole feet tall and only three feet wide
You can barely fit inside of that shit, plus, you know I hardly wipe
And when I do, it's cause of you, you lick my ass 'til it's fucking ripe
No shitstains, it's all fucking clean, plus you don't have any goddamn rights
You can't use my toilet, bitch, if you gotta go, then you go outside
And you know that I don't walk, if I need to go, then I catch a ride
Prop my ass atop your back and you carry me anywhere
Into the bathroom, in the kitchen, up or down four flights of stairs
Plus my ass can get pretty sticky, that shit's icky, icky, icky
And if I sit my ass atop you, getting me off can be fucking tricky
Cause I don't move my ass unless I have to and your breath's not a good enough reason
You get no breaks, you take this ass, all kinds of weather, and all seasons
You're not considered a human and you deal with my jokes and teasing
And you don't get to wear jackshit so your nuts are always freezing
And not to mention you have no freedoms and live your life in enslavement
And I have no restraints when I beat you and have a dungeon down in my basement
Where I torture you with all sorts of brutal, morbid, BDSM equipment
And the shit down there's always restocking, bitch, I just got a new shipment
And my ass is stinky cause I eat tacos and my ass is always flatulent
And you know that if I fart too hard then I might shit on you on accident
And you know that if perhaps I should shit on you on accident
Then you're the one who cleans it up (with your tongue)
And I could make your death look like an accident

[Bridge:]
You get this ass at all times, faggot, with Ana and Colleen
Whether in thongs, going commando, in sweatpants, or in jeans
This ass is smothering a face 'til it turns purple and blue
And if I shit my brains out, you'll lick it until it looks brand new
You can have perfect obedience, never mess up
I don't need an excuse to fuck you up
If I feel it in requisite, you know that this shit's definite
And the fact that you got beaten up, for sure, it will be evident
Scars, bruises, I win, the faggot loses
Marks, bleeding, you're crying while I'm succeeding
But fuck that, fuck it, fuck it straight down to hell
If I see your ass crying then I'm hitting below the belt
If even one fucking tears in your faggot eyelid
Then you're getting beaten up and you're a-gonna die, bitch

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Cassidy]
To conclude Cassidy's Theme, know this was Cassidy's dream
The thought of kicking nigger asses makes her pussy wanna cream
Oil my ass the fuck up and get the cheeks all agleam
And then piss in your face like a fucking jet stream
And when you've licked my ass up, all the places in the seams
I'll twist your fucking nut-sack 'til your ass fucking screams
And then I'll bounce upon your face just like a trampoline
I'll walk across your scrawny body like a trapeze balance beam
And now my ass is all gassy from me chugging baked beans
So I'll fart ass-naked, shove your nose right in between
My two ass-cheeks, yeah, suck those farts out clean
Cause your ass weak, but this event was unforeseen
Something's coming out my crack, and it is brownish-green
You're about to eat shit from your chubby-ass queen
Don't look unhappy, it's the yummiest shit you've ever seen
It's better than all of the other foods including caviar and chow mein
On a scale of one to ten, this shit just smells umpteen
I did a good fucking job so you don't deserve a cuisine
I ain't gonna shit on a plate, I'm a fucking wolverine
I'm savage as all hell, don't expect me to be pristine
This shit's going right down your mouth, I don't care if it's a bit too obscene
Gulf it down, there's more to come, because my ass is a fucking shit machine
And when that shit's all out and cleaned up, you're gonna get demeaned
I'm going to Plop onto your gut and maybe I'll break your spleen
Have you met my ass? Oh, you have? Well let me get you two formally convened
Let me sit right atop you after I take off my denim jeans
Let's get your nose right fucking in there, cause I don't care if it's unclean
Because I'm mean, it's made my life, just completely fucking serene
While your life fucking sucks cock and you're toyed with like a figurine
And you suffocate under my crate until your face turns aquamarine
And I just piss and shit whenever I like, your face is just a latrine
And you get beat by ass whenever it's necessary, which I deem
And when I'm not beating you, I'm beating other slaves, and you watch it, like a TV screen
And when it's you're turn, you fucking take it, and you act as if you're keen
And you're gonna have to lose your dependency on all food and protein
Besides shit and all drinks besides piss, yeah, you're gonna get weaned
Because I'm going to fucking starve your ass and make sure that you're all lean
But we're lucky already cause you weren't blessed with the muscular genes
And you know that you're going to have to just get used to my routine
Your ass is gonna be here for your whole life because I'm that mean

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