Wilx - Mo Betta [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1 – Wilx]
I don’t like to text, that’s why she calling me
When it come to sex, that pussy talk to me
Have her seeing stars, no astrology
Space age pimping, nigga it’s that balling G
More better, more better, more better
Get that thing more wetter, dripping dripping dripping
Dripping on her thighs, say she down to ride
So I got to let her, she came first, gold medal
Knew it was a go when I met her, I’m the kind of fella
I was sweating like Keith, waiting on her teeth
Make the moment last forever
Crazy and clever, damn, a handsome young devil
Now you ain’t supposed to say nothing
But you’ll probably never ever ever ever find a nigga that’ll do it more better
I don’t ever love her
Kinky flavor, got to make her feel special
Got to make her feel special, ain’t another that can do it

[Hook][x2]
More better, more better, more better
Know I do it more better
Champagne more wetter
Got to get her more wetter, more wetter, more wetter
More better, young king got young Coretta’s
Selling dreams and whatever
[?] in it cause a nigga know better, know better
More better, more better, more better, more better

[Verse 2 – Starlito]
I don’t like to talk, that’s why she text me
Hope she get the message, I ain’t tryna kick it
She message saying I used to mess with her best
Still her heard you had her breast, nigga vet and a check
On my way up in the FN, breadwinner like Kevin
I just want neck, give me head, yeah the rest all separate
Ain’t no kissing, flash got his four fifth and you know it’s no slipping
Extra ammunition, yeah they call it an extension
Head spitter to her cliter, whole clip won’t fit in, woah!
Got a thick young bitch just want them new Jordans
But I swear she so nosey like Pippen
I’m just bullshitting, no commitment
Might catch me [?] out on tour like I miss you, ooh
Lito, Lito, Lito, that’s what they usually say
And I tell em man don’t let me see you, on that UGK
I’m all alone, get on my schedule
Don’t you ever, never, never, never come around here no more
Girl you know better

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[Verse 3 – Wilx]
First round on the couch, then I wanted more
Second round on the floor, beat it down till it sore
She can feel it in her core, stand up in it
Full attention, I’m on all tens, she’s on all fours
Ain’t timid, take more than a minute for a nigga finish
She be like Wilx is this all yours, this all yours?
Reassurance, ain’t tapping out, endurance
Aggressive, know I got a cool little flow, ain’t talking bout insurance
Can’t nobody do it how I do it like I do it when I do it cause I do it
Squeezing all on the booty, know I like em juicy
Get that thing moving, fuck around and do a movie
Know I got to keep it moving

[Outro][x2]
Put that ass to sleep, weak off in her knees, can’t walk, won’t speak
Roommates know my name by the end of the week

[Hook][x2]