Wiz Khalifa - Extra Extra Credit [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Eh (yea buddy)
Yea Yea (you know what we do around this time)
Yeaa (Through the roof swag on you fuck niggas)
Yea yea

[Hook]
I ain't gon' deny it
I be on some fly shit
See it, and I want it
Like it, then I buy it
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
I told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go
If you get money, you know just what I'm talkin bout

[Verse 1]
I got a bad bitch, her name, you don't need to know
If you can take her off of me, that mean I don't need that ho
Yeah, I'm like the number 3, something you ain't seen be-fo'
So we get it smackin once we get back to my vehicle
I got so much drink to po' and I got my reefer rolled
Girl, I'd love to stay but gotta pack my things so we can go
They call me sayin they need to know
How erryday I'm workin, but my life just like the weekend though
And when we in the club the owners gon' acknowledge us
Me, I'm drunk as hell, throwing champagne bottles up
Yeah, we superstars so the camera crews follow us
And all my diamonds traffic jam, they give you some kinda rush
Baby I'm a star, you can join this constellation
Shit wherever I want, can't deal with constipation
Any chick that I handle, I teach 'em patience
How not to win the award but be glad for your nominations
If getting money's the case, then I'm guilty
Need a shower, filthy
Wipe me down
I'm famous, all the bad hoes like me now
They don't just wanna fuck, they wanna become wifey now
You trying to make a name, but me, I got my own cloud
And I can't share no air space
See, I'm so Taylor Gang

[Hook]
I ain't gon' deny it
I be on some fly shit
See it, and I want it
Like it, then I buy it
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
Told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go
If you get money then you know just what I'm talkin bout

[Verse 2]
Yeah
All this money got me feelin bold
And niggas starin like they scared the speaker's gettin old
You look decent but your girlfriend's a centerfold
I keep my mind closed for bitches whose tryin dig for gold
Big cake, y'all dinner rolls
You just sink, boy, I been afloat
I been in this game and E gave me the sticks
Now I'm in control
And I'm playin on difficult
Hop another plane
New day, another ticket
So we smoke til the life
Write my name in the Swisher smoke
Niggas know; if they don't, then they bitch does
Rosé bottles spree, until they free my big Cuz
I tell her that she drunk
She say she just buzzed
Half a bottle later, she saying she in love
Some will say it's the fame, some will say the drugs
Got you losing your brain and doing these things in pub-lic
(Teheheh) Yeah
I'm on some own-world-other-shit
And you gon' have to find some decent shelter to get cover in
If she got no panties on, then let her in
And her set of friends
Meet the gang, whoa

[Hook]
I ain't gon' deny it
I be on some fly shit
See it, and I want it
Like it, then I buy it
You paying for it, I can make it priceless
Told you all this money ain't for show, I let it go
If you get money then you know just what I'm talkin bout