Представляем точный текст композиции "Pussy" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Clipse . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Pussy» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Clipse передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Clipse - "Pussy"
Lyrics to Pussy : [Chorus - Pusha T] I aint in to fat lippin, Im in to gat grippin A cats slippin, is a cat drippin Why I say that' the cats slippin, the Macs spittin The cat drippin, look in the mirror yous a fat kitten Puuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah [Verse 1 - Pusha T] All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole life remote control, hit the block dope control Got ghetto corners choking slow Grandmama go to church trying to soak my soul, oh! This ones for my foes Find yourself, in a hopeless hole trying to go against him! I puppet you Pinocchios, flows on strings It - is what it seems, just call me Jepeto! A Young Stock Market, put money in your pocket Cause when Pusha talk it is the object then I drop it I rose gold ya, huh' pink diamond ya, hah' Set it in a rhyme now the industry got pink eye Contagious, flows high demand, like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram Pastels is cute; How you niggaz follow suits so well' These barrels encompass the heat from +Hell+ Nigga the Franchise of Star Trak sales, uh! [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Malice] Theyd rather see me not breathing, than see me achieve Have my mama grieving, crouched to her knees Jealous hearted niggaz, yall wear it on ya sleeve Like a scarlet letter, for the world to see Cant hide the truth, decendents of pain So yall get exposed like the sons of Hussein My game weight grown, this is no fact When cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome Im not these rap kids, wit childish antics Who make diss records, who rock hat backwards These are higher stakes, this is not average weight This is not pinching pennys bitch, this is carrot cake This is the difference tween rookies and the pros They pattern after me, they cookie-cut my flow But so (so, so), Im never one that be jeal Do as I do so I can say, "Papa raised you well" [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Pusha T] They say the Lord closes windows, to open doors Nigga dont make me open yours Seen hearts beat through, open sores Subliminal rap shit, so immature, thats why I ignore Punchline niggaz on front time, silly hoe shit He who questions I is unfocused Copperfield flow yes! Ill make careers disappear Like hocus - pocus - no joke, its Push [Malice] Mercy, mercy! Oh Lord who is he' Who curse me, curse me' But doing me It hurts me so, puts me through changes So I got Porsches and Hummers to deal wit the anguish (oh, oh!) Acts live, but only if you speak the language ...And the rest is Comic View Star Trak The Movement, who you pay homage to' You dont want it with them boys, this I promise you, you pussy! [Chorus] [ Pussy Lyrics ]
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