Waka Flocka Flame - Cook Jug [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]
I be turnt up the worst way with these hoes
Can't wait 'til they touchdown on the Grove
Bought 5 apartments and 10 stoves
I don't want no carpets or hardwood floors
Cook jug (x3) Nigga
Cook jug (x3) Nigga
Cook jug (x3) Nigga
Cook jug (x3) Nigga

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Bow! (x4)
I be turnt up the worst way, catch me in the trap
Riding one deep solo with that pistol in my lap
On I-75, that's the bottom of the map
I'm from Clayton County, Riverdale, where niggas love to trap
Man, them young'uns off the Mollies, shooting at the police
I'ma pour this fucking liquor for the dead homies
On the block, how you know this shit is barking? That's a fact
I got money habits, automatics all around me
You know you're really getting money if you cook your own keys
I don't fuck with lames, pussies, snitches or the police
Squad!

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]

[Break: Waka Flocka Flame & Young Scooter]
In Clayton County, I don't like sug, nigga
Young Scooter!
Count up!

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
Cooking while I'm counting, got a jug on the express way
200 thousand dollar play been on the way since yesterday
He like the dope, cooked up, cause he can't even cook the yay
And I whip it 3 different ways, million dollar wrist game
My wrist bought this gold chain
Dry whip, water whip, shake the pot, cook game
While the old hands still cooking out the microwave
We got our own dope, Black Migos stretching everythang
ClayCo with Flocka Flame
Jugging with the Dirt Gang, cook jugging everythang
Prices on whole thang, stay counting free bands

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame]