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Translation in Italian
verse
First things first, rest in peace, Uncle Phil
First things first, rest in peace, Uncle Phil
For real
For real
You the only father that I ever knew
Sei l'unico padre che io abbia mai avuto
I get my bitch pregnant, I'ma be a better you
Prendo la mia donna incinta, Voglio godermi
verse
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Prophesies that I made way back in the Ville
Fulfilled
Fulfilled
Listen even back when we was broke, my team ill
Anche quando eravamo al verde il mio team spaccava
Martin Luther King would have been on Dreamville, talk to a nigga
Martin Luther King sarebbe stato su Dreamville Parla con un nero
pre-chorus
One time for my L.A. sisters
Un saluto per le mie sorelle di Los Angeles
One time for my L.A. hoes
Un saluto per le mie troie di Los Angeles
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
I negri sciocchi non sanno dire la differenza
One time for a nigga who knows
Un saluto ai negri che la sanno
chorus
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
verse
No role models and I'm here right now
Nessun esempio da seguire e sono arrivato qui
No role models to speak up
Nessun esempio di cui parlare
Searchin' through my memory, my memory, I couldn't find one
Cercando la mia memoria, mia memoria, io ne cerco una
L.A.st night, I was gettin' my feet rubbed by the baddest bitch
L.A.st night, I was gettin' my feet rubbed by the baddest bitch
verse
Not Trina, but I swear to god this bitch'll make you call your girl up
Not Trina, but I swear to god this bitch'll make you call your girl up
And tell her, "Hey, what's good?
And tell her, "Hey, what's good?
Sorry I'm never comin' home, I'ma stay for good"
"Scusa, non sono mai venuto a casa, Sto bene"
Then hang the phone up, and proceed to L.A.y the wood
Mettere giù il telefono, e continuare il rapporto sessuale
verse
I came fast like 9-1-1 in White neighborhoods
Vengo in fretta come la polizia nei quartieri bianchi
Ain't got no shame 'bout it
Non me ne vergogno
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich 'cause I can have any bitch
Lei pensa io sia viziato e ricco perché io posso avere qualsiasi troia
I got defensive and said, "Nah, I was the same without it"
Mi metto sulla difensiva e dico "Nah, ero così anche quando non ero così ricco"
verse
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Ma poi penso a prima, ero migliore
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Prima che diventassi una celebrità di serie B
Before I started callin' bitches "bitches" so heavily
Quando non chiamavo ancora le troie "troie" così pesantemente
Back when you could get a platinum plaque without no melody
Quando potevi ottenere un platino senza melodie
You wasn't sweatin' me
Quando non avevate paura di me
pre-chorus
One time for my L.A. sisters
Un saluto per le mie sorelle di Los Angeles
One time for my L.A. hoes
Un saluto per le mie troie di Los Angeles
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
I negri sciocchi non sanno dire la differenza
One time for a nigga who knows
Un saluto ai negri che la sanno
chorus
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
verse
I want a real love, dark skinned, and Aunt Viv' love
Voglio un amore vero, nero come Aunt Viv
That Jada and that Will love
Quella Jada e quel Will amore
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
Quello lascia uno spazzolino al tuo amore cullato
And you ain't gotta worry whether that's your kid love
E tu no indovinerai se quello é il amore da bambino
verse
Nigga, I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Negro non voglio nessuna puttana da reality show
Out-of-touch-with-reality hoes
Fuori tocco con vere puttane
Out in Hollywood bringin' back five or six hoes
Fuori a Hollywood, portando indietro 5 o 6 puttane
Fuck 'em then we kick 'em to the door, nigga you know how it goes
Scopatelle poi le spediamo al ghetto, negro sai come funziona
verse
She deserved that, she a bird, that's a bird trap
Se l'é guadagnata, lei é un uccello, lei é una trappola per uccelli
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back?
Tu pensi se non avessi fatto rap, lei avrebbe risposto?
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt, before she leave
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt, before she leave
"I'm a need my shirt back" (nigga, you know how it go)
"I'm a need my shirt back" (nigga, you know how it go)
pre-chorus
One time for my L.A. sisters
Un saluto per le mie sorelle di Los Angeles
One time for my L.A. hoes
Un saluto per le mie troie di Los Angeles
Lame niggas can't tell the difference
I negri sciocchi non sanno dire la differenza
One time for a nigga who knows
Un saluto ai negri che la sanno
chorus
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
bridge
There's an old saying in Tennessee, I know it's in Texas
There's an old saying in Tennessee, I know it's in Texas
Probably in Tennessee that says, "Fool me once"
Probably in Tennessee that says, "Fool me once"
Shame on, shame on you
Shame on, shame on you
Fool me-, we can't get fooled again
Fool me-, we can't get fooled again
bridge
Fool me one time, shame on you (hey)
Imbrogliami una volta, vergogna su di te
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (hey)
Imbrogliami due volte, non posso dare la colpa a te
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Imbrogliami tre volte, vaffanculo al cartello di pace
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Carica la mannaia, la faccio piovere su di te
bridge
Fool me one time, shame on you (hey)
Imbrogliami una volta, vergogna su di te
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (hey)
Imbrogliami due volte, non posso dare la colpa a te
Fool me three times, fuck the peace signs
Imbrogliami tre volte, vaffanculo al cartello di pace
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
Carica la mannaia, la faccio piovere su di te
verse
My only regret was too young for Lisa Bonet
Il mio unico rimpianto era troppo giovane per Lisa Bonet
My only regret was too young for Nia Long
Il mio unico rimpianto era troppo giovane per Nia Long
Now all I'm left with is hoes from reality shows
Ora tutto quello con cui mi hanno lasciato sono puttane da reality show
Hand her a script, the bitch probably couldn't read along
Dalle un copione la puttana probabilmente non potrebbe seguirlo
verse
My only regret was too young for Sade Adu
Il mio unico rimpianto era troppo giovane per Sade Adu
My only regret could never take Aaliyah home
Il mio unico rimpianto poteva essere non aver mai portato Aaliyah a casa
Now all I'm left with is hoes up in gray stone
Ora tutto quello con cui mi hanno lasciato sono puttane a Greystone
With the stale face 'cause they know it's they song
Con la faccia insipida perché sanno che é una canzone
pre-chorus
She's shallow but the pussy deep (she's shallow, she's shallow)
Lei é poco profonda, ma la vagina é profonda (lei é poco profonda, lei é poco profonda)
She's shallow but the pussy deep (she's shallow), yeah (she's shallow), hey
She's shallow but the pussy deep (she's shallow), yeah (she's shallow), hey
She's shallow but the pussy deep (she's shallow, she's shallow)
Lei é poco profonda, ma la vagina é profonda (lei é poco profonda, lei é poco profonda)
She's shallow but the pussy deep (she's shallow, she's shallow)
Lei é poco profonda, ma la vagina é profonda (lei é poco profonda, lei é poco profonda)
chorus
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
chorus
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Writer(s): Paul D. Beauregard, Danell L. Stevens, Darius Joseph Barnes, Jermaine L. Cole, Jordan Houston, Marvin Whitemon, Brandt Jones, Tenina Stevens, Earl T. Stevens
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Album • 2014 • 13 tracks
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