Текст песни Potty Mouth (Busta Rhymes) с переводом

One shot, bomboclat

bitches jumping on my dick, hopping like it’s hopscotch

Booty pop, my bitch don’t wear that she prolly ass shots

I don’t give a fuck, I fuck em all till they pussy ouch

Potty mouth, oochie wally, bang, bang then I’m out

Once u-fucking-pon a time, had your bitch inside my house

Cooking grits and riding dick

Swear she the best chef around

Pop that pussy, now let me see you doo doo brown

I wanna rock, I wanna rock

Tell these bitch niggas it’s they time of the month, time of the month

niggas want beef but I eat that shit, eat eat everything well done

I’m so far in the clouds I can barely hear

All that shit you rocking, boy that was last year

GOAT’s here, niggas steer my style like a stop deer

Pump fear

To you bitches heart, Suge without the beard

Man, all these new niggas weird

They all lining up to come and see the last king

I get money, I make money

I take money, them bitches want it from me ‘cause I’m

I’m ‘bout whatever, I’m ‘bout whatever

I’m ‘bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

Two, two more shots, then I’m out

I’m a motherfucker and I got a potty mouth

I’m ‘bout whatever man, I’m ‘bout whatever man

I’m ‘bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

Man, I fucked your dime and now she’s mine

2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm

She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry

Feeling bullshit, I don’t pay you no mind

But what’s your sign? Gemini?

Scorpio, let me fuck from behind

However you want it, baby

Light the blunts, blunts and close your eyes

Real nigga doe, real nigga doe

Got a freak bitch in the DB9, put me on doe

Came in the door, kicked in the door

Waiving the .44, put one, one in your blowhole

Man, you’re paper thin, you need to take some notes

niggas steal my lines and say they don’t, there go another new quote

I’m fresh off the boat, nigga let’s toast

Young Money real, y’all shit just a hoax

Made a fairytale, busy on a float

Why would I lie?

Forever under oath, I’m

So fucking frustrated with your lady

Get a flight, I send her home

Man my love is oh so tainted

If you fine you might get diamonds, if you a five you might get nothing

I’m on my monsters, they from a moshpit

R-r-r-rock you like Nirvana

Man I be off Patron like it’s a holiday

fucking with them finer things, pull up on your bitch and say

I get money, I make money

I take money, them bitches want it from me ‘cause I’m

I’m ‘bout whatever, I’m ‘bout whatever

I’m ‘bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

Two, two more shots, then I’m out

I’m a motherfucker and I got a potty mouth

I’m ‘bout whatever man, I’m ‘bout whatever man

I’m ‘bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

Man, I fucked your dime

Still in my prime

Young D, I’m freshest nigga on the line

Better man up, it’s about to go down

Leave you with jaw-dropped, face on the ground

Let the rain fill the moats ‘round my kingdom

Carved in the cement, star, pledge allegiance

I’ma let you leave ‘em screaming

Dreaming just to get by

Girl you so fly, why you so high?

Two more shots, then I’m out

I’m a motherfucking potty mouth

I’m ‘bout whatever, I’m ‘bout whatever

I’m ‘bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

All bad bitches in my house

I’m a motherfucker, fuck her then I kick her out

I’m ‘bout whatever, I’m ‘bout whatever

I’m ‘bout whatever, man I do it, do it better

Cannibal, I eat you raw meat

I’m raw with beats

So scavenger with it, nigga look like Jaws with feet

You don’t want it, bitch

Y’all niggas know I get gully, what you want?

Listen close, y’all don’t hear how the beat get ugly when a motherfucker come

through?

Excuse me bitch

Please let me kill it just a little bit and let a nigga do what he do

Movie shit, that tec make a niggas wanna vomit spit

You niggas already knew

She keep on fronting niggas, then I’m lighting up another city

Got her fighting ‘til they get to biting, they we getting gritty

See the time and now a nigga climbing up another milli

Then we shining till a nigga blind them, up until it kills me

Forth and back and my dying is a nigga ‘til it pulls up on the track

Then I’ma die sixty niggas ‘til we pop off like we in the wild west

When I finished giving you the crack pipe

If you knew I’m in route to the crib just to park the Bugatti at the house

Sin big and one of my bitches really turn her out now

Still everyone know I got a potty mouth now

shit they got me doing it again

Back to bodying things and lots of screwing other women

You can never stop the shit that I’m doing

And the way that we moving

Get it popping, never stopping, kill ‘em in the end now

And I’ma get ‘em to the point when I got ‘em all open, handling my business

with ‘em ha!

Trust me you don’t wanna start cause you know it’s torture!

Every single minute til I finish with ‘em

And I knock shit down

Every time I come and then I lock shit down

‘Til I come up place niggas better drop that crown

Ever here, ‘fore I pop you clowns

And I go erase niggas!