Текст, перевод и аккорды “Seduction”
- Seduction I dunno man, just feels like, Well a lot different, Kinda feels like I'm on a Whole different page right now, Feels strange but um, I guess it's kinda like... It's kinda like... I feel like I'm morphin into somethin That's so incredible that I'm dwarfin All competitors, Better get your girlfriend in check, It's psychological warfare, Endorphin side-effect. Your self-esteem Shatters his dialect, Comes blasting out your deck, 'She loves me!' So much passion you'd expect This sort reaction from her, Yet you strong arm, You're fucking corny, You try to turn your charm on Cause you just think You're Bishop, the Don Juan But if you think you're Fucking with me homie, you're on one, I'm cockin' my head back Like Ed Lover, 'C'mon son!' She's on my johnson, She brings my name up constant, Your boys are like "She's fucking With dude, she wants son!" Homeboy, you better get a clue: She's on my dick Cause I spit better than you, What you expect her to do? How you expect her to act in the sack When she's closing her eyes Fantasizing of digging her nails In my back to this track? [Hook:] Seduction, seduce, Ain't nobody who's as good At what I do Cause one minute she loves you, The next she don't, She's been stolen from you... She's sitting there Getting liquored up at the bar, She says it's quicker to count The things that ain't wrong with you Than to count the things that are, There's a seven disc CD changer in her car And I'm in every single slot And you're not, awww! I'm the logo on that Dallas Cowboy helmet, a star, And I'm not about to sit back And just keep Rhyming one syllable, nah, Switch it up and Watch them haters not give it up Cause they're just not good enough, But I'm not giving up Til I get my respect And I won't stop til I get enough, Cause I'm not living up To my own expectations, aww, That hater alarm Is sounding off, And Obama took the 'bomb' From my name, aww! So quit crying that I took your dame, Homie she's my dame, aww, You sadly mistaken if you thinkin That I'm not on my game boy And things just ain't been the same Since the day that I came for it, You wear your heart on your sleeve, I sport that white tank boy, But you got a hard one for me, What you hollerin my name for? It's your bitch on my dick, Ain't my dang fault, Man I can't call it... [Hook] It's like we're playing Lyrical tug of war with your ear, You hear it, girl come here, Put your ear up to the speaker dear, While I freak This 'world premier', Seducing her, loosen up With a little freestyle, Wait, am I losing you? Am I making you look bad? Well I got news for you homie, You're losing her! Oh wait she don't like When I spit it fast, Am I tryna show how, Let me slow it dowwwn sommme, It's still gonna be a blowout, You're gonna wanna throw out Your whole album, Rummage through the shit And try to salvage something to see If you can save any of it punk, But none of it's fucking with me. Prick you really Feeling that bullshit?? You think you killing them syllables? Quit playing, these beats Ain't nothing to fool with, They call me Fire Marshall, I shut the shit down, Your entire arsenal is not enough To fuck with one round, I am also the opposite Of what you are like, You're a microcosm Of what the fuck I am on the mic, I am awesome And you are just awe-struck, She's love-stricken, She's got her jaw stuck From sucking my dick, aww fuck! [Hook]
Поделитесь с друзьями:
Поделитесь с друзьями: