Mr. Fritz - Girl Next Door [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)

You were who I called when I picked up my first whip/
Ask your opinion first when I'm writing my verses/
I got a girl who doesn't like how we be flirting/
Shit might start a fight if she found out you were my first kiss/
Known you for years like you been there from the start/
Used to come over my crib playing Mario Kart/
Used to crack jokes on each other like you one of the bros/
Now our relationship is different now that both of us grown/
Be the first one that you call when you got shit on your mind/
And I be at ya crib daily when I need to recline/
And your mom, she like my mother and she loves me the same/
Only other woman calls me by my government name/
Every woman that I bag you say if you don't like/
And if a nigga hurt you, I say it's gon be alright/
And we got so many stories we could tell em for days/
If somebody try to mess with you, they catching a fade/
You try to keep me out of trouble, I don't know how to act/
And I know if I'm fucking up, you still got my back/
Damn...it's hella crazy how I got you in my corner/
And we could act a fool if you wanna/
Girl next door

(Chorus)
She's my Girl Next Door
She's my Girl Next Door
She been with me from beginning, she'll be there till the end
She's my Girl Next Door
She's my Girl Next Door
She's my Girl Next Door
She been with me from beginning, she'll be there till the end
She's my Girl Next Door

(Verse 2)
Lord...now I'm back up in your fridge again/
Now I'm back up in your fridge again/
At your crib so much, you know I get my own plate/
Know I do my own dishes, gotta pull my own weight/
Cause you and me go...way back, like diapers and swings/
You grown now, handling business and doing your thing/
Went from whippings to whipping, you think you the shit/
And I got all your old pictures if you thinking you slick/
You done...borrowed so much of my stuff, you'd swear it's my room/
And you done put a lot of soft shit on my itunes/
And why you always gotta ask for some of my food/
Won't let me holler at your friends, you know how I do/
Been a minute, but you still on my side/
It's hella crazy thinking bout it, been a hell of a ride/
It's your song girl/
Do ya thing, do ya thing, it ain't wrong girl/
Let's keep it going you my girl next door/

(Chorus)