Sacsdeep & Sly Guy Melps - Asian Party [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[VERSE 1: SLY GUY MELPS]
Drop the pen I’m ill, but immune to sickle cell
Sport a four o’clock aroma ever since a single cell
Can you tell my mind filled with gold?
Can you tell my thoughts killed the pope?
Can you tell I’m pushing the cold back until this pretty face on vogue?
(Kid you’re a joke)
Nonetheless
I’ve got this passion burning up my chest
Oriental hoes; the most important guests
I’m up all night so forget about the rest
Uhh, yeah slide in quick
Ports in they mouth so I light it with a Bic
Fantasies of the panty seas got me fueled so high that I’m sweating gasoline
Uhh, whachu think about me?
I ain't bein mean but I’m speaking like a fiend but its clean
I know they eat it all up
See me in the sheets they wanna meat it all up, that’s what’s up
Yeah we headed to the loft
I’m feeling so hard while she feeling so soft and I’m off
For your body the appraiser
Gotchu so stunned that my dick is like a Taser
Uhh, but please beg my pardon
I’m seeking hoes like I’m watering a garden
Body wanting more beggin back for me to fuck her
Works a body well cuz shes probably a doctor, but stop
We gotta take it downstairs
Slip on the Gucci’s, I got a couple pairs
You say you’ve been waiting for over 20 years
I hope she don’t stalk me already got a couple shares
My nigga Sacs on the sofa I’m peeping from the mezzanine
He’s spittin fire that illuminates the subtle scene
Hoes flocking like the albatross
At least three hoes exposing holes just to get underneath
I was put here to please
But only overnight, I ain’t ever heard of late fees
I’m tryna bounce grab the ounce, pass the keys

[VERSE 2: SACSDEEP]
In between crack fiends and a free base novice
Ash my keef, I just bout lost it
She pulls up looking Porsche conscious
First out the box something like Lofton
Blow smoke in her face, excuse me, pardon but
Do you weed your garden?
What?!, you talking reefer?
Naw ho why you dripping on my sneakers
How bout we chill in my Chrysler
I can show you the specs you can show me your features
I play some Drake, she strips, okay
Chest like a plate, still I eat her
Something bout Chinaware, in the two seater
Her nipples on the rise
The heat sunk in the seat wun't enough fire
But the split swisher compliments the Sprite liter
I beat her pussy like I think I might wife her
All cause she let me fuck in a wife beater
Ha ha

[VERSE 3: SACSDEEP]
She was Hyundai driven, I was Henny sippin
A Pisces and a Cancer suck me under this paper lantern
God save me I truly am a fucking chistian
But shes got Buddha, in her True Religion
Lifted, barely knew her
I said lets get lifted, yes
Pass the fire, split a Cigarello 
She books a flight on Continental
Louis leather in the Avis rental
She orders oriental chicken off every menu
Fuck (fucked that one up)
Witnesses saw a possible terrorist
In the penthouse Sheraton, pussy scented cinnamon
Her bitches came through to share dick like their heritage, ahhh
Now, exposed, off edibles
I'm peeling vagina, she wants my child (what the fuck)
Drop the rubber in the lobby
Land back in the states for another Asian Party
Shit