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Translate the highlighted words as you listen to the song
Yeah,
better than
you,
look
Better than
you,
look,
better than
you,
smell
Better than
you,
taste,
better than
you,
face
Better than
you,
everything
better than
you,
look
I'm
better than
you
That's
your
friend,
that
I'm
Better than
her
too,
uh-huh,
shittin'
on
hos,
I
got
Nothing
better
to
do,
okay,
yeah,
better than
you,
and
who?
Face
bomb,
better
than,
and
who?
I'm
a
bad
in
all
my
mirrors
Diamonds
and
water
this
is
clear
Feeling
like
this
my
biggest
fear
I
do
it
bigger
than
bitches
veneers
They
throwin'
shots
then
tell
'em
cheers
You
ain't
on
my
level,
bitches
tears
All
my
cars
is
chauffeured
I
ain't touch
door
handles
in
years
Hos
gotta
talk
behind
my
back,
'cause
that's
where
them
hos
be at
'Cause
that's
all
them
hos
gonna
see,
this
fat
ass
and
this
long
ass
weave
I'm
doing
they
can't believe
I'm
doing
that
they
can't fathom
Seven
years
soft
and
it's
still
a
classic
seven
years
soft
and
you
still
ain't passin'
Eatin'
hos
up,
give me a
napkin
Bitches
is
hurt
ooh
get him an
aspirin
Daddy
take
me
to
Aspen
I wanna
twerk
in
the
cabin
Pretty
hos
do
what
they
want
ooh
that's
the
law of attraction
Yeah,
how
I'm doin'
Better than
you,
better than
who?
Better than
you,
look
Better than
you,
smell,
taste
Better than
you,
taste
Better than
you,
face
Better than
you,
I'm
better than
you
Look,
I'm
better than
you
If
that's
your
friend,
that
Better than
her
too
uh-huh
No
hos,
I
got
Nothing
better
to
do,
okay,
yeah
Better than
you,
uh-huh,
yeah
Face
bomb,
better
than,
face
bomb-
My
body
galore
I'm
at the game
it
gotta be
floor
Foot
on
they
ass
it
gotta be
sore
Talk is cheap
so
she
gotta be
poor
You
know
these
bitches,
ain't got no
taste
You
know
these
hos
ain't got no
place
You
know
these
hos
ain't got no
style
I
pop out
when
the
crowd
go wild
I
show
them
how
to
be
sex-,
sexy
She
ain't dressed like that
'fore
she
met
me
Baby,
I'm
crying,
I'm
dead,
I'm
weak
Bitches
wanna
steal
my
whole
technique
Now
that
I
got it
baby
I'm
polished
can't be
modest
I'm
too
poppin'
believe
me
I
tried
it
Suckin'
my
teeth,
rollin'
my
eyelids
These
broke
hos
make
my
coochie
itch
Can't
no
ever
braid
on
me
I
don't care
who
he
get
I
stay
in
the
newest
my
hair
my
jewelry
lit
If
I
like
it
get two of
it
on
the
phone
with
my
man
like
'Ooh
I
would
look
cute
in
this'
I'm
better than
you
Always
better than
you
Way more
bread
than
you
Give
better
head
than
you
Always
stand on
you
Hos
be
prostitutes,
uh-huh
No
better than
you,
get more
bread
than
you
Hating-ass
bitches
talk
on
the
'net,
but
none
of
it
ever
be
true
Ain't no
badder
than
you,
ain't no
got
swagger
like
you
And
these
bitches
be
all
talk,
but
none
of
that
matter
to you
No
fuckin'
with
you,
know how to
up it
like
you
Know how to
bust
it
like
you
Came
through,
skin
tea,
body
tea,
these
hos
ain't nothing like
you
Diamonds
dance
like
Chris
B's,
please,
nobody
run it like
you,
like
damn
Who
you
know
got it
like
you?
Who
you
know
pop it
like
you?
Who
you
know
soon
as you walk in
the
spot,
make
niggas
heart
stop
like
you?
Makin'
bitches
heart drop
like
you,
givin'
them
hell
nonstop like
you
These
bitches
is
not
like
you
Came
straight
from
the
bottom
of
the
dirt,
came out on top
like
you
And
it's
pain
'cause
you
put in
all
the
work,
can't
no
process
you
Can't
no
pop it
like
you,
got
your
own
funds,
you
poppin'
it
too
Please
don't
argue
with
me,
ain't no
hotter
than
she
Like
damn