Gearrthóg Físe
Lyrics
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– Wockhardt, JANECOCAINE eisiach
Damn, Mani Montana, bitch
– Damn, Mani Montana, soith
Damn, why bitches pressin’ my piano?
– Damn, cén fáth bitches brúigh’ mo pianó?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
– Má cheapann tú gur féidir leat rapáil, déan iarracht coinneáil suas leis an luas
I be runnin’ all this shit, like I’m runnin’ presidential
– Táim ag rith an cac seo go léir, mar tá mé ag rith uachtaránachta
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
– Is féidir liom rap ar aon bhuille, ach an uirlise a chasadh air
Like damn, why bitches pressin’ my piano?
– Cosúil le diabhal, cén fáth bitches pressin’ mo pianó?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
– Má cheapann tú gur féidir leat rapáil, déan iarracht coinneáil suas leis an luas
I be runnin’ all this shit, like I’m runnin’ presidential
– Táim ag rith an cac seo go léir, mar tá mé ag rith uachtaránachta
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
– Is féidir liom rap ar aon bhuille, ach an uirlise a chasadh air
Damn, why bitches pressin’ on my keys?
– Damn, cén fáth bitches pressin ‘ ar mo eochracha?
Said he tryna do the birds that be comin’ with the bees
– Dúirt sé tryna a dhéanamh ar na héin a bheith comin ‘ leis na beacha
If you tryna do a race, then I’m winnin’ with the ease
– Má dhéanann tú tryna rás, ansin tá mé winnin ‘ leis an éascaíocht
I be walkin’ around his house, you be ridin’ on your knees
– Beidh mé ag siúl timpeall a thí, beidh tú ag ridin ‘ ar do ghlúine
I’m a bitch, I’m a freak seven days of the week
– Tá mé anchúinse seacht lá na seachtaine i ‘ m a freak seven days of the week
They go bring me up and shit, but I’m in the bed sleep
– Téann siad a thabhairt dom suas agus cac, ach tá mé sa leaba codlata
If I tell her man a secret, it’s a secret he gon’ keep
– Má deirim rún lena fear, is rún é a choinníonn sé
Ain’t no faith in their relation, I’m just tryin’ to—
– Níl aon chreideamh ina gcaidreamh, níl mé ach ag iarraidh—
I’m not finished
– Níl mé críochnaithe
Throw it back, keep my peace
– Caith ar ais é, coinnigh mo shíocháin
Go and give him somethin’ to eat
– Téigh agus tabhair rud éigin dó le hithe
He be grinnin’ really happy when he’s suckin’ on my feet
– Is aoibhinn liom é nuair a bhíonn sé ag magadh fúm it’ s happy when he is suckin’ on my feet
Sip my tea, pushin’ P all over the magazines
– Sip mo tae, pushin’ P Ar fud na irisí
Say it wasn’t what it was, but it what it had to be
– A rá nach raibh sé cad a bhí sé, ach tá sé cad a bhí sé a bheith
Quarantine, real clean, washin’ her like a machine
– Coraintín, fíor-ghlan, nigh sí cosúil le meaisín
I ain’t fuckin’ with these bitches, don’t care if they fuck with me
– Níl mé ag fuck’ leis na bitches, ná cúram má tá siad ag fuck liom
I’m a king, I’m a queen, and everything in between
– Is rí mé, is banríon mé, agus gach rud idir eatarthu
She had a clout chaser shit, do anything for the streams
– Bhí cac chaser clout aici, rud ar bith a dhéanamh do na sruthanna
Damn, why bitches pressin’ my piano?
– Damn, cén fáth bitches brúigh’ mo pianó?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
– Má cheapann tú gur féidir leat rapáil, déan iarracht coinneáil suas leis an luas
I be runnin’ all this shit, like I’m runnin’ presidential
– Táim ag rith an cac seo go léir, mar tá mé ag rith uachtaránachta
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
– Is féidir liom rap ar aon bhuille, ach an uirlise a chasadh air
Like damn, why bitches pressin’ my piano?
– Cosúil le diabhal, cén fáth bitches pressin’ mo pianó?
If you think that you can rap, try to keep up with the tempo
– Má cheapann tú gur féidir leat rapáil, déan iarracht coinneáil suas leis an luas
I be runnin’ all this shit, like I’m runnin’ presidential
– Táim ag rith an cac seo go léir, mar tá mé ag rith uachtaránachta
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
– Is féidir liom rap ar aon bhuille, ach an uirlise a chasadh air
Like damn, why bitches pressin’ my piano?
– Cosúil le diabhal, cén fáth bitches pressin’ mo pianó?
Like damn, why bitches pressin’ my piano? (Damn, damn, damn)
– Cosúil le diabhal, cén fáth bitches pressin’ mo pianó? (Diabhal, diabhal,diabhal)
Why bitches pressin’ my piano?
– Cén fáth bitches brúigh’ mo pianó?
I can rap on any beat, just turn on the instrumental
– Is féidir liom rap ar aon bhuille, ach an uirlise a chasadh air
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– Cosúil
