Million Dollar Idea - Rosie O'Donnell [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker

[Verse 1: Dr. Colossus]
Uh, this that Seven Figure Sound
This that shit invite your clique when all your parents out of town
This that shit invite your chick when ain't nobody else around
This that shit that make her sh-sh-shake that ass onto the ground
Bitch I’m balling, all in, all my homies trippy still ain't falling
Falled off, bitch you know we hauling, we done hauled ass, hauled cash
Now we about to cash in like we Cassius
Pushing weight like Precious

[Verse 2: Stan Manson]
Thirty bad bitches on my dick like I'm Jesus
Love me that pussy and the girls that done please us
Catch a hit from your boy, if they sees us
Never fuck my money up, I hit you with my Prius
Nicely priced though
Race war, I'm the master with the fucking Lambo
Pull up in the bando, post up with extendos
Land of milk and honey for those fiends with the dope nose
Manson family flow, leave your body limp shit
Never smack nobody with that fucking pimp wrist
Stop asking Stan why he can't rhyme better
Your girl told me she wished you could fuck better
I got feta, in my back pocket
King like Arthur, go play with your Polly Locket

[Chorus]
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker

[Verse 3: 6DB]
This is it, here we are
Visions heavy, can't see too far
Cups filled, stomach same
[?], to the brain
I've got this ho, she got these pills
If I take them I won't feel
All black Benz, filled with dreams
Junk Squad, we go in
Life of sin, still win
Lungs black, heart black, so black
Black Cadillac filled with fiends and a forty strap
You know where we stay at
Poke your nose around here
I'll serve you up for dinner, Swiss Chalet affair

[Verse 4: Jerk Tasty "The Beauty Queen"]
I'ma talk straight, I got your pussy wet
Slick like Lindsay Lohan, your body cold and dead
Grimy ass bitch, the Courtney Love of rap music
You killed 2Pac and made it look like Biggie did it
But maybe Diddy did it, I guess we'll never know
Cause we the new face spitting venom on you skank ass ho
I'ma drag you to the back and drop you in the pool
Make it look like you drowned, I'm so damned cool
I'll call the blue and cry like I'm upset
But really I'm so glad, that you're fucking dead
I love that bloated look like you're full of cum
You got that death stink, this shit is so fun
You the first victim in a long line
And nobody gonna catch me for a long ass time

[Chorus]
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker

[Verse 5: Fizziq AKA Positivity]
Look into the mirror no reflection back
I’m the greatest ever, man, illest on the track
Four million bats fly into the hood
Infected the millions make em wish that they could
Do anything now that they among immortals
Trans-dimensional beings travelling through portals
Dracula bullshit, Rosie O’Donnell
Like the beauty queen I should have been employed a model
Model citizen that’s why they call my Fizziq
Best body in the group, that’s why I’m balls deep
Balls Deepak, don’t make me Chopra bitch
Rhymes with “Illuminati” Leelo & Stitch
Alien sidekick, greatest in the the universe
I can’t come up with more rhymes, that’s why I’m done my verse

[Chorus]
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker

[Verse 6: Jay Z Jr.]
Damn I'm a rapping ass motherfucker
Who are you? You're a sensitive motherfucker
Say the name like you met the kid motherfucker
Raise the stakes, ante up your bid motherfucker
Keep my hand on the heater, bitch don't touch it
Cause these days I've been scheming rich, don't rush it
Might be ignant how it seeming, bitch don't trust it
Throwing bands at the stage, huh, hoes love us