Lil Wayne - Swag Surf [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
No ceilings! Ok:
I got this chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in this Bugatti
2 V-8’s, ain't no such thing as driving calm in this Bugatti
Bitch I’m bad, I'm worse
I'll pass the purp
Don't fuck with me, cause right now I'm higher than Captain Kirk
I swear I be the sickest nigga, you can ask the nurse
And if you throw it in the bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse
Ok I spazz, I curse
You last, I'm first
I'm on your ass like dirt
Behind that cash, get murked
I'm talking big shit nigga, join my hit list nigga
What's the matter? Check your bladder
I'm the shit, piss nigga
Shoot the witness, nigga
Hold court in the streets
And convict this nigga
Oh, dickless nigga
Man, I'm running with the blocka
Young Money, motherfucka
You think we gon' do our thing?
Well ain't it sunny in the Summer?
And we coming for the commas
And whoever among us
And you know I'mma bust my ass until my crew very humongous
I said T.I, hold your head
And Mack, hold your head
Wish I could, but I can't say some other names cause of the Feds
And to my Bloods: Code Red
Man you know how we play it
And if it cost to be the boss, oh well I guess I gotta pay
I'm a New Orleans nigga, I don't take no shit
Take the brain off the whip: now it don't make no sense
Stunt hard on these bitches, I ain't promise tomorrow
Now women kicking it with me like Nomar Garciaparra
Flute rolling killer plants: the little tune shop of horror
And we roll them bitches thick, make them look like Tocara
Man I'm too much for these niggas and 3 much for these hoes
The world is in my hands and I keep my hands closed

I love my baby mommas, they get my highest honor
Gotta take care of them kids, man I know you heard Obama
And I live on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
I just tell my pilot to land it in my backyard
Quarterback shotgun: you don’t get any sack yards
Bitch I ball hard, breaking all the backboards
Pretty Boy Floyd: step up I will crack yours
And even at the White House we pull up at the back doors

Walk around like I'm 30 feet tall
Tiger Woods all these hoes try and birdy these balls
And the Porsche 911 like emergency calls
Man I just be chilling, I'm cool like Lou Rawls
Young Money in the building, I'm putting up new walls
Nigga take your Mrs Officer and set some new laws
My flow is like rubbing 2 logs
Young Moola we the new shit and new drawers
Now get off my dick , I ain't fucking with ya
Watch me shoot to the bank, I'm a money pistol
Weezy beat the beat up like Sonny Liston
Redbone do me good, then her friend assist her
I mean the bitch, she never met her best friend or sister
I leave her pussy microsoft like Windows Vista
Young Tunechi, pop that coochie for a goon ho
Bullet in you boy's memory, now you act like you don't know
Eastside who I do it for, Eagle street right by the store
Katrina wiped the city out but couldn't fuck with Hollygrove
Lost some real niggas I knew from a long time ago
But - Heaven or Hell - I hope they be where I'mma go
Take a nigga's gal and make her come give me a private show
Still long hair, don't care, like a Navajo
I'm the hardest shit: go in your ass and search
I smash this verse, and I swag and surf
No ceilings!