OCD: Moosh & Twist - P.A.B.S [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Twist]
I said you really wanna get em' I don't think you'll ever know
We driving 20 hours for that 50 minute show
We always on the road, I'm running till my feet hurt
Jumping off the roof and now I hope I land feet first
I hit you like a deep verse, getting what I deserve
And everyday the crew is 10 deep like my t-shirt
Motivation is soft, no one never wants to hit me
Life is a phone book, you dummies be tryin rip me
It's 3.99, never pay for that
I don't wanna play for that
As for this feature I'm too ok for that
The crew ill cause you know I'm too ill
Everyday we go hard, I ain't talking blue pill
Too chill with the style, We stepping in
Hell yeah we represent Letterman
Looking like a veteran
White like a skeleton
Nice like a peppermint
Somebody please hit the lights, say get em sick!

[Hook: Moosh]
We party, and Bullshit (x8)
(Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money!)

[Verse 2: Moosh]
Check!
I'm from the dark side of Philly where them shots holla
I'm the stool with a Pit and a Rottweiler
No chance, no ink, yeah I'm good on that
Making something out of nothing put my hood on that
Oh you stuntin' fo'real, you ain't nothing fo'real
If you could really make it happen i'll cut you a deal
Don't hate when it sound like this
Goddamn Moosh Money put it down like this
Why you stepping to me, I'm just wrecking the beat
I just do what I want, mother-F the police
And as long as she right, thorough, you get that right girl
Take my advice dawg, go get a white girl
Or be a dead brother tryna be the Ed Lover
A girl will take you for granted, try to play you for a sucka
Everybody talk, we live in a small hood
Make a toast to the night, everything is all good

[Hook: Moosh]
We party, and Bullshit (x8)
(Money,Money,Money,Money,Money,Money!)