Rap Lyrics Translated - “Back Then” by Mike Jones
I’ve been driving my girlfriend crazy with this song. I sing the hook over and over and over again. For this translation I have to give you the LP version, although most everyone knows the radio edit of this song. The main difference is that on the radio edit the hook is “Back then they didn’t want me, now I’m hot they all on me.” On the LP version the hook is “Back then hoes didn’t want me, now I’m hot hoes all on me.” Personally I prefer the radio edit.
Judging from the response of my last couple translations (Just a Lil Bit & Some Cut) this one should be pretty popular as well. Enjoy.
Chorus 2X: samples from "Still Tippin’"]
"Back then hoes didn’t want me, now I’m hot hoes all on me"
"Back then hoes didn’t want me, now I’m hot hoes all on me - I SAID"
"Back then hoes didn’t want me, now I’m hot hoes all on me"
"Back then hoes didn’t want me, now I’m hot hoes all on me - I SAID"
Before I became a success women didn’t want to be bothered with me, now that
I have achieved success they all seemingly want to be in my company.
[Mike Jones]
Mike Jones!!
Befo’ I came up in the game these hoes didn’t show no love
They see me in the club and used to treat me like a scrub
They wouldn’t holla cause my dollars wasn’t swoll enough
I bet they change they mind when them 80 4’s come rollin up
Before I became a star in the music industry women weren’t really that interested
in me. They would see me in nightclubs and treat me like a loser. They wouldn’t
talk to me because I didn’t make enough money. I bet they’ll change their minds
when they see me driving around town in my car with expensive, fancy rims.
They see that I’m a star,
now they wanna sit in my car
Now they wanna count my cheese,
smoke my weed and sip my bar now
They used to love to me diss me,
now they rush to hug and kiss me now
They tellin all they friends when
I leave how they miss me now
Those women see that I’m a star now. They want to drive around in my car now.
They want to help me count my money, smoke my marijuana and drink my alcohol
now. They used to love to disrespect me, now when I come around they hug and
kiss me. And when I leave I hear that they tell their friends that they miss
me and wish I would come back.
2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo’
Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blow
Befo’ the ice was in my grill, befo’ I got my major deal
These hoes wouldn’t give a damn if I was heah, geah
Befo’ the ice was in my grill, befo’ I got my major deal
These hoes wouldn’t give a damn if I was heah, geah
Befo’ the ice was in my grill, befo’ I got my major deal
These hoes wouldn’t give a damn if I was heah, geah - because
Before I became a successI would tell them "Call me at 281-330-8004, because
I’m about to become a star." But before I purchased my diamond encrusted
caps for my teeth, before I got my record deal, those women still wouldn’t care
if I came around (Repeat x 3).
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
I remember back den, most of them hoes couldn’t stand me
But now them same hoes beggin me to pull down they panties
A couple of ‘em said I was cute but I was just too chubby
Same size a year later the same hoes wanna fuck me
Because they see me paid, pimpin pens, workin my jelly
And they ain’t trippin cause my pockets
stick out mo’ than my belly
I remember how before I signed my record deal most women weren’t interested
in me. Now those same women are practically begging for me to have sex with
them. A few women did happen to say that I was good looking, but just a bit
too overweight for their taste. A year later those same women are all over me
and I haven’t lost a single pound! They see that I making a lot of money now,
and they really don’t care if I AM overweight, because I make
so much money that I don’t have to care about having a trim waistline.
They know I’m paid, livin laid in the shade
2 slabs in the Escalade with fo’ or five estates
Then know that I got it made, I’m a motherfuckin baller
She would want a nigga now but
I ain’t got no time to call her
I’ma stall her like she stalled me,
now she tryin to call me
Bitch I’ma dog yo’ hoe ass like you dogged me
I’m Mike Jones, don’t act like you don’t know the name
Ain’t nuttin changed but my change, I’ma stay the same
I’m Mike Jones, don’t act like you don’t know the name
Ain’t nuttin changed but my change, I’ma stay the same
Those women know I’m making a lot of money, living the life of a rock star
[or rap star if you prefer] with fancy cars and fancy houses. They
know I have it made now, I’m a VERY big deal. And now that
I’m making so much money she WOULD want to be with me now ["she"
presumably being someone who turned him down previously]. But I really
don’t have the time to call her, I’m going to play "hard to get" with
her just like she played "hard to get" with me. Woman, I’m going to
treat you like a chump just like you treated me like a chump! I’m Mike Jones,
you know who I am! I’m still the same person I was before I signed my recording
contract, despite all the money that I now make(repeat x 3).
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
Befo’ my paper came, befo’ I got my fame
These hoes that’s poppin on me now didn’t even know my name
They said my flow was lame, they said I had no game
I told ‘em all I was fin’ to blow they thought I was insane
But they my name started blowin up quick,
now they jumpin on my dick
Cause they see me on the rise and oh
now my paper thick
But they my name started blowin up quick,
now they jumpin on my dick
Because they see me on the rise and oh now my paper thick
Before I became rich, before I became famous, the same women who are tripping
and falling over themselves to be with me didn’t even know what my name was.
They said I couldn’t rap, said my approach with the ladies was pitiful. I told
them all that I was about to become a star and they thought I was crazy. But
then I became an overnight success, and now they all want to have sex with me
because they see that I have the potential to become a major star and more importantly
that I have a lot of money to spend now (repeat x 2)
[Chorus - 2X]
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Rap Lyrics Translated - Just a Lil Bit - 50 Cent
Wow, haven’t done one of these in awhile. The last translation I did, which was of “Some Cut” by Trillville generated the most discussion of any post I’ve had in 2 years. So I will give you what you want. You white folk want to understand what the hell us Negroes be talkin’ ’bout, huh? Well who am I to deny you.
So, because NO ONE asked for it, I give you “Just a Lil Bit” by 50 cent translated into (comical) standard English that even your square 75 year old grandmother can understand. Enjoy.
(Lyrics translated by sing365.com)
[Intro]
Yeah
Shady
Aftermath
G-Unit unit
Shady, Aftermath, and are all record labels that 50 cent is affiliated with. Shady Records being run by Eminem, Aftermath being run by Dr. Dre & G-Unit being run by the man himself, 50 cent.
[Verse 1]
Damn baby all I need is a lil bit
A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that
Get it crackin’ in the club when you hear this shit
Drop it like its hot, get to workin’ that back
Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang
Let me see it go up and down
Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang
Can you make it go round and round
I step up in the club, I’m like who you with
G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique
Yeah I’m young, but a nigga from the old school
On the dance floor, a nigga doin’ old moves
I don’t give a fuck, I do what I wan’ do
I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you
Better listen, when I talk, nigga don’t trip
Yo’ heat in the car, mine’s in this bitch
I ain’t tryna beef, I’m tryna get my drink on
Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on
I’ma kick it at the bar till its time to go
Then I’ma get shorty here and I’ma let her know
Hey pretty young lady, can we have sex with no commitment? I don’t want to have a relationship, so cool it with that.
When you hear my music in the club you will get excited and dance feverishly.
[Drop it like it’s hot] =Squat down, stick your butt out (in one motionand quickly return to a standing position,
Move your rear end in a sexually suggestive manner.
Shake your rear end, move your rear end in a sexually suggestive manner.
Once again, please move your rear end up and down in a sexually suggestive manner.
Move your rear end in a circle, I want to touch it.
Can you PLEASE move your rear end in a circular motion???
When I enter the nightclub I’ll quickly make your acquaintance and ask you who accompanied you here.
Who am I with? The G-Unit clique, of course!
I may be young in chronological years, but I have the values of someone much older,
On the dance floor I perform dance moves that are from a bygone era.
I don’t care what anyone thinks about that, I’m comfortable with who I am,
If anyone has a problem with my dance moves I will physically assault them,
You may have a gun, but it’s in the car. Mine is in my waistband.
But seriously, I’m not looking for trouble, I’m just trying to have a drink and relax,
I have my best club wear on, including expensive diamonds, a fitted baseball cap & mink.
I’ll relax here at the bar until we decide to leave,
And on the way out I’ll corral that pretty young lady and tell her…
[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head in to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take ‘em off and pull ‘em down JUST a lil bit
Get to kissin’ and touchin’ a lil bit
Get to the lickin’ and fuckin’ a lil bit
Can we have sex with no commitment?
Would you like to go back to my house, I’m sure you’ll be impressed!
I want to unbutton your pants.
No, no, I changed my mind. I want to take them all the way off!
We’ll start kissing and heavy petting,
And then we’ll have oral and vaginal sex.
[Verse 2]
This is 50, comin’ out your stereos
Hard to tell YO, cause I switched the flow
Eyes a lil low, cause I twist the dro’
Pockets on swoll cause I move the O’s
My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze
Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg
She musta heard about the dough
Now captain come on and save a hoe
I get it crunk in the club, I’m off the chain
Number one on the chart, all the time mayn
When the kid in the house, I turn it out
Keep the dance floor packed, that’s without a doubt
And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn
She back it up on me I’m like oh mayn
I get close enough to her so I know she can hear
System thumpin’, party jumpin’, I said loud and clear
This is 50 cent coming out of your radio!
Although you may have been confused because I’ve changed my style.
My eyes are droopy because I’ve been smoking marijuana,
I have a lot of money because… (SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT “move the O’s means )
I have diamonds on my neck, wrist & ears,
Hey friend! Come get your girlfriend, she’s all over me!
She must have heard about how rich I was,
Please get this low-class woman of ill-repute off of me.
My music turns up the energy level in the nightclub. I’m wild!
My singles frequently go to number one on the Billboard music charts.
(When the kid in the house, I turn it out) LIL HELP PLEASE?
My music keeps the dance floor packed, undoubtedly.
This young lady hear really knows how to move her behind,
When she rubs her rear end on my crotch I get seriously aroused.
I get close enough to this young lady so she can hear me speak
The music is loud, everyone’s having a good time, I speak loud enough so she can hear me…
[Chorus]
All a nigga really need is a lil bit
Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit
We can head in to the crib in a lil bit
I can show ya how I live in a lil bit
I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit
Take ‘em off and pull ‘em down a lil bit
Get to kissin’ and touchin’ a lil bit
Get to lickin’ and Fuckin a lil bit
[Bridge]
That henney got me feelin’ right (ya heard me)
My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)
I ain’t playin’, I’ma tryna fuck tonight (ya heard me)
Clothes off, face down, ass up, c’mon
[Chorus x2]
Blue = Already translated
I have a buzz from the Hennessey cognac we had earlier,
My mother’s not hear tonite, so you can sleep over.
I’m not playing any games, I want to have sex,
Take your clothes off, lay on your stomach and put your ass in the air!
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Rap Lyrics Translated - “Some Cut” by Trillville
This song is one of my dirty little pleasures. If you listen to the rap/hip-hop station in your area surely you’ve heard this song. It’s the one with the squeaky bed in the background. So, once again for the benefit of those of you non-Negroes out there I will translate the lyrics to “Some Cut” by Trillville into plain English. Enjoy. (Also, if there are any spelling errors in the actual song lyrics don’t blame me. Blame whatever bad spelling Negro transcribed these lyrics).
What it is hoe, ah what’s up (what’s up)
Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)
Cut you up like you ain’t been cut (been cut)
Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)
How’s it going woman? How are you?
Would you like to have sex?
I’ll be the best lover you’ve ever had,
I’ll show you how to make love!
Well give me you number and I’ll call (I’ll call)
And I’ll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)
Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls)
While I’m beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)
Give me your phone number and I’ll call you,
I’m entranced by your derriere which I first saw at the shopping mall,
We can go to my house and I’ll let you suck on my testicles
While I’m viciously penetrating your vagina.
[Verse One]
This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what’s the business baby
I’ve been eyeing you all day in the mall miss lady
You looking good, I think I seen your ass in the hood
With your friends dressed up, trying to front if you could
But anyway, gone and drop a number or something
So I can call you later on,on your phone or something
Hi, I’m Mr. Funkadelic. How are you?
You caught my eye earlier today at the shopping mall,
You look nice…and familiar. Have I seen you around my neighborhood before?
You were out with your friends, dressed nicely, with lots of attitude.
Why don’t you give me your phone number so that I can call you later on?
Take you home, and maybe we could bone or something
It’s no limits to what we do,cause tonight we cutting, gut busting
I’m digging in your walls something viscious
With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting serious
You delirious,or might I say you taste so delicious
With your pretty brown skin, like Almond Joys and Kisses
And you ah certified head doctor
Number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won’t holler
Bend you over and I”ll follow you straight to the room
Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom
We could go to my house and have sex?
I’ll place no restrictions on what type of freaky sex we could have because I’m happy to be having sex with you,
I’m viciously penetrating your vagina…
Your legs are in the air, I feel like I’m going to unload a truckload of ejaculate…
This sex is wild, your “taste” is remarkable
Your sking is a nice shade of brown, like an Almond Joy candy bar or Hershey’s Kisses
And you are really good at fellatio, and I also think it’s great that you agree to anal sex and don’t scream about how it hurts,
Are you ready? Let’s go have sex in the bedroom.
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
Shit, you know the deal before a nigga even stepped
Damn that ass hot, seems like it’s gone melt
You know I give it to you til you run out of breath
Then bust a nut all over yourself
You knew how this interaction was going to play out before I even approached you (we were going to have sex),
You are really, REALLY sexy.
I can last so long in bed that you’ll be begging me to stop,
Then you will orgasm (possibly excreting female ejaculate)
The first time I called, you were juggling on my balls
In and out of your jaws, I was beating down your walls
Had your ass breaking laws for a player was the cause
And every time you seen a G you was slipping off your drawers, I recall
I met your ass at the mall, in the fall
After our first date you were sucking on my testicles and I was having passionate intercourse with you,
You were so attached to me that you helped me commit crimes,
And every time we had a rendezvous we had sex, if I remember correctly…
We first met at the shopping mall, in the fall,
You the one with the dress on, let me take you home
Show your ass how to buss a nut, up in the guts
Cut you up like you ain’t been cut
From the back (back) then to the side (side) to the front
Turn around,you got me right
I smack them thighs, anyway that you want me
So gone see about a pimp and that monkey
And that’s fo’ sho’
You looked really nice in that dress, let’s go back to my house,
I’ll make you repeatedly orgasm, I’ll be the best lover you’ve ever had.
We can do it doggystyle, side-to-side, missionary,
We can have sex any way that you want
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
What’s the business baby, can I get in them drawes
I like the way your hands rub against my balls
Cause you the one, a nigga met at south dekalb mall
With your pretty brown skin, thick thighs and all
135 petite, and your smell is unique
How are you? Can we have sex?
I like the way you stroke my testicles
We first met at the South DeKalb mall,
You have really nice skin and a REALLY nice body.
You weight a petite 135 lbs, and you wear nice smelling perfume,
Maybe we can exchange numbers and hook up in the week
Oh, You a freak, I knew it from the first time I saw you
The way you played with your tongue, I knew right then I would call you
So what it is, they call me Super Don from the ville
And I’ma tell you like this, cause a nigga so real, and stay trill
Maybe we can exchange phone numbers and rendezvous later on?
Ooh, you like freaky sex. I could tell from the first time we met,
The way you were playing with your tongue, that guaranteed I would call you!
My name is Super Don,
And I’m going to be honest with you,
Cause all I wanna do is just drill, with that ass in the air, and the pussy I kill
And I feel, you love to fuck up on a hill
Suck dick from behind, and take nut in your grill
So bitch chill, and shut your mouth just for a second
While I lay this dick down on you just like I’m Teddy
I really don’t have any interest in a relationship, I just want to have sex. I want your bottom in the air and I’ll penetrate you from behind,
You like to have sex outdoors, like on hills,
You like to fellate from behind and have me ejaculate in your face,
So hey woman, just shut up for a second while I give you some sweet lovin’, as if I were Teddy Pendergrass
[Chorus]
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Rap Lyrics Decoded (for the benefit of white people)
I have an idea which was inspired by a school assignment. I’m going to take a rap song, or another song heavy on slang and try to write out in plain English exactly what it means. I’m black and sometimes even I can’t figure out what the hell they’re saying because I’m not hip to all the slang on the street YO YO YO. But I’ll do my best.
Here are the lyrics to Destiny’s Child’s song “Soldier”
1)[First Rap: T.I (DC)]
Hey (I want a Soldier!)
The way you got it, I’m the hottest around
They’ll know it when they see you rollin’ impala’s around
(I got a Soldier!)
Wit the top down feeling the sounds
Quakin’ and vibratin’ your thighs ridin’ harder than guys
Wit the chrome wheels at the bottom, white leather inside
When them flames be spittin’ at you tell ‘em don’t even try it
To shot it wit Chelle and kick it wit Kelly or holla at B
Ya, gotta be g’s you way outta your league
Please!
2)[First Verse: Kelly (DC)]
We like dem boys that be in them lac’s leanin’ (Leanin’)
Open their mouth their grill gleamin’ (Gleamin’)
Candy paint, keep that whip clean and (Clean and)
(They always be talkin that country slang, we like)
They keep that beat that be in the back beatin’ (Beatin’)
Eyes be so low from that chief (chief and)
I love how he keep my body screamin’ (Screamin’)
A rude boy that’s good to me, wit street credibility
3)[Hook: DC]
If your status ain’t hood
I ain’t checkin’ for him
Betta be street if he lookin’ at me
I need a soldier
That ain’t scared to stand up for me
Known to carry big things
If you know what I mean
If your status ain’t hood
I ain’t checkin’ for him
Betta be street if he looking at me
I need a soldier
That ain’t scared to stand up for me
Gotta know to get dough
And he betta be street
4)[Second Verse: Beyonce (DC)]
We like dem boys up top from the BK (BK)
Know how to flip that money three ways (Three ways)
Always ridin’ big on the freeway (Freeway)
(Wit that east coast slang that us country girls be like)
Low cut caesars wit the deep waves (deep waves)
So quick to snatch up your Beyonce (Beyonce)
Always comin down poppin our way (Our way)
(Tellin us that country girls the kinda girl they like)
[Hook: DC]
5)[Bridge: Beyonce (DC):]
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
They wanna take care of me (Where they at)
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
Wouldn’t mind takin one for me (Where they at)
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
They wanna spend that on me (Where they at)
I know some soldiers in here (Where they at, where they at)
Wouldn’t mind puttin that on me (Where they at)
6)[Second Verse: T.I.]
Next to the speakers keep a toy in the trunk of the ‘lac
A reformed D boy use to run into traps
Still a soldier do to war if you running your trap
About my girls ain’t no thing to put you under the map
Walk the streets five deep with nothing less than a stack
And 80 carats on my chest provides a special attraction
50 G’s in my jeans plus the dough from the waller
It’s the reason I’m the king girl, I know what you like
[Hook: DC]
7)[Third Verse: Michelle (DC)]
I like dem boys over there they lookin’ strong tonight (Strong tonight)
Just might give one the phone tonight (Phone tonight)
Homey in the dickies in my zone tonight (Zone tonight)
He don’t know it might be on tonight (On tonight)
Ooh he lookin’ good and he talkin’ right (Talkin’ right)
He the type that might change my life (Change my life)
Everytime he look at me my girls be like (Girls be like)
(That one may be the one tonight)
[Hook: DC]
8)[Second Rap: Lil Wayne]
Hey, see cash money is a army
I’m walkin’ wit purple hearts on me
You talkin’ to the sargeant
Body marked up like the subway in harlem
Call him, weezy f baby, please say the baby
If you don’t see me on the block I ain’t tryna hide
I blend in wit the hood, i’m camouflage
Bandana tied, so mommy join my troop
Now every time she hear my name she salute
And your translation:
1)You know that I am one of the most desirable men available. Your friends will know too when they see you riding in my vintage Chevy Impala. I have the convertible top folded and in the rear and the stereo is turned up very loud. My car is outfitted with chrome wheels, white leather interior, and a very powerful engine. Any other guys who think that they have a chance with you will be discouraged when they see that they can’t match what I’m offering you.
2)We like men in Cadillacs outfitted with hydraulics that makes leaning the car’s body to the side possible. We like men with gold caps on their teeth. We like men who have cars with custom paint jobs and who show enough pride in their vehicle to keep it nice and clean. We like men who speak African-American vernacular specific to the Southern US. We like men with loud car stereos. We like men who appear groggy from smoking marijuana. I really like how I feel when he’s around. He doesn’t care what anyone thinks and people in the Inner City would believe he’s one of their own.
3)If you’re not from the streets I’m not interested in dating you. I need a man who is not scared to stand up for me if I get into trouble. He must also have a very large penis and earn lots of money.
4)We like men from Brooklyn. (I have no idea what “Flip that money three ways means). We like men who drive large SUVs on the freeway. We like men with New York accents. We like men with short haircuts and “waves” (a technique that can be achieved with specially formulated pomade. Still confused? Ask one of your black friends ) We like men with a good line, because we’re from the country and don’t get out much.
5)I know there are some men out there who fit our description. Where are you? I know you want to take care of me and wouldn’t mind taking a bullet for me. I know there are some of you out there! You are willing to spend money on me for the opportunity to have sex with me.
6)In the trunk of my Cadillac I have a gun, a relic from my days as a drug dealer. Although I’ve reformed my ways I will not hesistate to kill you and bury you in a nondescript area if you approach my women. Whenever I travel I do it in no less than a group of five and we always have an ample supply of cash handy. I have an 80 carat necklace which attracts attention. I have $50,000 in my jeans. That combination should be enough to make me attractive to you.
7)I like those men over there, they’re very attractive. In fact I might give one of them my phone number before I leave. I really like the young man in the Dickey’s pants. He doesn’t know it, but if he plays his cards right I will have sex with him. Wow, he’s really attractive and I like the way he speaks. My girlfriends have seen him staring at me, they think the two of us might be compatible.
8)Cash Money Records is a formidable record label. I’ve been injured in the course of “battle”, in fact I have the scars to prove it. If you don’t see me on the street when you roll through my neighborhood don’t fret, I blend so easily into the crowd that you’ll have to pay special attention to find me.
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