Tiger Socks - Fiesta Zor [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: DJ ?]
When we roll up, I know you got to hate this
Cause we score so easy like LeBron with no defense
You know I'm rising to the top like a ski lift
I'm on the chase for the crown like the Preakness
You know I stay fly like a flock of geese
And I'm going harder than whoever's on your CD's
After this verse you'll think I'm the bee's knees
And to anyone who doubt me all I got to say is bitch, please
I keep the paper stacking so I can pay the bills
You just broke all your clothes come from Goodwill
This beat is one thing I was destined to kill
Don't cross me or you'll choke harder than Brazil
When I step in the booth, you know I'm in my zone
And I'm eating this beat up like it's a scone
When you hear this, you'll put it on your phone
Cause this shit's hot like Krispy Kreme when the lights on
You know they had to put DJ on the track
And I'm killing this shit like the Zodiac
And I'm coming more serious than a heart attack
And just like JT you know I'm bringing sexy back

[Hook x2: Lil D]
Let's have a fiesta come party with me (me!)
And all you haters don't listen for free (free!)
We fresh to death, Tiger Socks on our feet (feet!)
Everybody go crazy to the dope ass beat (beat!)

[Verse 2: Killah the Baptist]
Yeah Killah's back, and I'm picking up the slack
Rhymes so fat, obese girls want to chat
My smile lights up a room, and puts fetuses in all the wombs
I roll up in my Jetta like vroom, and sweep up all the haters with a broom
Spitting it with ∫eega and DJ, even if some would say they are gay
No matter what anyone say, they will always be bae
But I don't swing that way, I just like to get cray
I wind wise sage tales, you other rappers still playing with pails
Insults bounce off my scales, I'm blind to haters; people feel me like Braille
I get going with my wind in the sails speeding past sperm whales
My life is an ocean, I be wet with my dick with lotion
My raps cause a commotion, I throw down with endless devotion
I lead the rap nation like Millard Fillmore, leaving you wanting my skills more
When I'm big, put me on a billboard, and send me off to a mansion on a fjord
Bitch

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: ∫eega]
Nobody cares when you whine and pout
Nobody listens when you scream and shout
So here's a tissue, and here's a .45
So blow your nose, and blow your brains out
Y'all are probably like, "∫eega, why you acting strange?
Getting all murdery on us, why you so deranged?"
It ain't like me, I'm just saying stupid things
Just looking for attention like a bitch faking ankle pain
Hard from the start, this verse has got morning wood
And it ain't going soft as much as you might wish it could
But give me 45 seconds at the maximum
And by the time I'm finished with your ass, you'll need a laxative
I rap raw like a condom without lubricant
Fuck a suit and tie, I'ma Mark Cuban it
I stay childish, loving all that stupid shit
And laughing every time a joke's got the word poop in it
Don't know who I'm with? Check above my shoe
You already know that Tiger Socks is my crew
We're making stacks like doctors, shout out to Drew
And to my haters, "I made this for you!"

[Hook x2]