Tiger Socks - Nutter Butter [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yes, I need glasses, and I'm not ashamed. I have a sexy young man who likes to fuck me, and I'm fabulous

[Verse 1: DJ ?]
DJ ?
I don't really know what I'm doing but...
Aw here it goes: Kenan and Kel
Gotta do this right, gotta do it well
Other rappers number 2: Johnny Manziel
Cause I ain't rolling in the deep like Adele
Yeah I'm back and I'm better than I've ever been
But I'm new in the game, no veteran
And a young boy's rhymes so eloquent
Have y'all thinking that I'm surely heaven sent
Working this shit just like I'm supposed to do
Especially when I'm on the beat with my whole crew
Flow so cold, go and get the Theraflu
Shout out to Kanye West, man, he's that dude
Other rappers scared when I'm on the mic
Cause I'll probably say some shit that they don't like
Psh oh well, they can go and take a hike
Cause these bars are the greatest just like Mike
Don't know who we are? Watch and observe
Cause we the next big group to emerge
We be stacking money up like the reserve
So call this the appetizer: hors d'oeuvres

[Verse 2: Seega]
Uh, thinking out loud
I must have about a dollar on me right now - sike
Young, broke, and infamous, rapping psychological
Back up in this bitch like the rap game prodigal son
You know I'm on my way to be a star
And I won't stop until everybody knows who I are
Like T U V, flow so aerobic with the ABC's
Girl in my car trying to X my Z
Getting dome in the chrome ASAP Rocky fresh like me
You can't flex like me, you can't front like me either
Everybody want to smoke so they can flow so Anita
My rhymes hard hitting, yeah the flow so Katrina
Got the competition frozen, that's word to Idina
You don't know another meaner on the mic like this
You don't know a motherfucker who could write like this
Got a quite nice bitch but if she ain't trying to fuck
I got a sub woofer with some bass in her trunk
Woah

[Verse 3: Killah the Baptist]
(Bird call)
Killah the Baptist going in!
KTB on the track with that brisk flow
My bars are so icy that they calling them snow
Lines so cold [?] fly like geese
Yeah you know I'm slick, just like grease
My rhymes are killer so you better make peace
And this is what I love, so I won't ever cease
Calling us bankers cause we don't lose interest
If you're feeling crafty, follow me on Pinterest
Taking stairs cause my bars set this place on fire
And I'm blessed with the skill people calling me a fryer
Yeah you know I stack that paper sky high
Lyrics off the dome, I spit them on the fly
I integrated the game, took it to a higher level
You just arriving [?], but you know I won't ever settle
I spit an evil flow, folks calling me the devil
Meaning my bars are hot like a tea kettle
But I run with the wolves just like my city
I talked to your girl: yeah she thinks I'm pretty
Really she's just a bitty, sorry I am so gritty
Just showing you in this ditty that I can still be witty bitch