Regg - My Bitches [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Bridge]
We so down I make sure the earth feel us
This a life sentence, so how they gon kill us?
And the hate that they dish out is just what we needed
Cause hate is only hunger, thats why I never feed it

[Verse 1]
Novocaine
Bad chick on her handstand
Bad chick give me lap dance
Bad chick get my head sprung
Bad chick let me tap that
Bad chick let me grab that
That that
But my chick home laughin
Askin if we was together
Would I have the same attraction?
Stop laughing, why you so immature?
She insecure, and im to blame
My lust for hoes got on her toes
On her toes, I lace her with what she want, want
Don't tempt me, I'll do anything for you to accept me
But don't sweat me, just make my dreams come true and then regret me, please

[Hook-Kirk Hill]
Now lets get throwed x4

[Verse 2]
I guess its just business business
But hol' up lil mama mama
This money for your time your time
So hold off on drama drama
See I know you want me
But still I throw up this cash
Cause no amount of swag can pay the bills that you have
So you keep swaying and pacin'
I keep on paying and contemplatin'
On taking you down down
While the music still playin' playin'
I see you around, when our session is over
With them other cats pushin hummers, rari's and rovers
I guess the cash is all you need
I guess my pass is all but please
I guess your past is all but breeze
I guess that's why now im on my knees
And I'm screaming Lord
And I'm screaming Lord
How do you really want me?
Is it lust that you on me?
Or just love in a moment?

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Whippin off in that ghost
I'm gone
Poppin' bottles lets toast
Live long
I don't even sip
But, temptation is strong
Tellin' cats you love them
You know you wrong
It's like, hoes will be hoes
And dogs will dig in their placement
My addiction is fame, and by that I be faded
And I feel like what's keeping me grounded, is the fact that you hate it
Your flesh is so tempting, but your sex is so jaded
Tell me, what your addiction, is it drugs babe?
Or the hustling?
Or the rustling, when you rush your clothes on when they busting in
Her parents then?
The adrenaline, stars rushing in
The cuttin' skin, you start cuttin' them
Is it murder then?
Is that the cost for you to love me back?
Hold on, hold my pen