Scotty ATL - All The H03$ [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook – Scotty ATL]
All the hoes just love me, grinding, get my set right
All the hoes just love me, half the time I don’t act right
All the hoes just love me, my hood I’m super star
All the hoes just love me, know I’m finna go super far
All the hoes just love me [x8]

[Verse 1 – Scotty ATL]
All the hoes just love me, pretty dog, no ugly
Still ride with my seat back, zero C’s in my dove seat
This is none of that good will, this is some of that booty
Y’all ain’t here when I needed help, and I made it happen, my two feet
All the sudden they love me, he’s getting that kit kat
Curtis off in this bitch with me, that 2 9 it click clack
Love to see me on stage too, after party, that fatal
Right before she see me, just to be safe, she stopped and she paid you
All the hoes just love me, they ain’t learned from my [?]
I don’t follow that fake shit, stay down and I does me
Cool [?] in my [?], no lame my motto
Pass the whip with them skinny tires and we still watching them potholes

[Hook]

[Verse 2 – Curti$ William$]
Bitches all on my dick, good weed in my blunt
Yo main girl a slut, when I get done I’m calling her up
Used to act stuck up till they seen me getting these bucks
Now I’m flexed up with a light skin, she begging me to fuck
Man I’m riding round my city, bad bitch she with me
All she get is that Whitney but no shopping sprees at Tiffany’s
Man she throw it back, no Frisbee
40 ounce, no bubbly
Fucked her friend, her sister too, that’s probably why she don’t trust me
Bitch I’m still pimping, these niggas hating, I’m still sipping
Smoked about 1000 blunts I swear to god I’m still tripping
I’m too cool, my gang nigga
Burning one with Scotty
Came in with five bitches, left with all the hoes in the party

[Hook]

[Verse 3 – Scotty ATL]
Pulled shit like [?], I’m moving shit, you stagnant
Shawty telling your winner though, better tighten up on that end
She be loving my player style, we next up, got to wait awhile
Old school with them gators on, I would do it, I ain’t playing with y’all
I been head like this, fourth grade, three chicks
Growed up, got better, busted down, got cheddar
On sight she ready, on sight she love me
You can share that throat with me but hell nah we ain’t cutting
What they love about me, I don’t know
Maybe just my swag
She might like my cool, she might like my cat
Either way they love me, love me like good eating
Fat, skinny, short, tall, true story I’m speaking, I’m like

[Hook][x2]