Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Fork by 2 Chainz from German to English.
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You get that money out my pants last night?
You get that money out of my pants last night?
(Nah I didn't get no money out your pants
(Nah I didn't get no money out of your pants
And quit yelling at me!)
And quit yelling at me!)
Ain't nobody hollerin' at you!
Ain't nobody hollerin' at you!
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
I woke up on the block
I woke up on the block
Had to hit it with the fork
Had to hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
Rap don't work, records ain't sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
I got Medusa on my sneakers
I got Medusa on my sneakers
My dick up like 'nice to meet ya'
My dick up like 'nice to meet ya'
100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure
100K for a feature, hundred K's at my leisure
Then we aim at your people
Then we aim at your people
I be higher than a eagle
I am higher than an eagle
When I'm sipping on that codeine
When I'm sipping on that codeine
Free my nigga Siegel
Free my nigga seal
I am ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa
I am ridin' on a jet, headin' to that Costa
Soon as I land I be in that Testarossa
Soon as I land I will be in that Testarossa
If I die tonight, you gon' see some flicks in Ghosta
If I die tonight, you gon' see some flicks in Ghosta
I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota
I'm the man in my city, same thing in South Dakota
Man I'm running up that check, show you how I do it
Man I'm running up that check, show you how I do it
I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls
I drink red bitches, I don't drink Red Bulls
Man they tried to give me wings, but I already had some
They tried to give me wings, but I already had some
I'm all that and then some
I'm all that and then some
My trap house is my income, and it's booming!
My trap house is my income, and it's booming!
I had a dream, rap wouldn't work
I had a dream, rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block
Woke up on the block
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
Rap don't work, records ain't sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me It won't even fold
So much money on me It won't even fold
I'm ballin' like Mr. Clean
I'm ballin' like Mr. Clean
I gotta keep my kitchen clean
I gotta keep my kitchen clean
God bless me like I'm finna sneeze
God bless me like I'm finna sneeze
Got to weigh me on a triple beam
Got to weigh me on a triple beam
D-boy in parenthesis
D-boy in parenthesis
All gold in my Mr. T's
All gold in my Mr. T's
2 Chainz, two pinky rings
2 Chainz, two pinky rings
My trigger finger's like a lemon squeeze
My trigger finger's like a lemon squeeze
Climax! Make your main ho my side-chick
Climax! Make your main ho my side chick
I'm so high, your whore get hijacked
I'm so high, your whore gets hijacked
And my vision is Pyrex
And my vision is Pyrex
I do it big like a 5X
I do it big like a 5X
Killed they ass with the eyepatch
Killed their asses with the eyepatch
I got bad bitches on my side
I got bad bitches on my side
I done fucked around and got sidetracked
I did fucked around and got sidetracked
My first night, I spent five stacks
My first night, I spent five stacks
Next night I forgot to count
Next night I forgot to count
I'm so hot, who gon' put the fire out?
I'm so hot, who gon' put the fire out?
I'm the fireman, I put fire out
I'm the fireman, I put fire out
Got a pole in my basement
Got a pole in my basement
Tipped your girl like Malaya now
Tipped your girl like Malaya now
Ridin' on these motherfucka's until they blow my tires out
Ridin' on these motherfucka's until they blow my tires out
My wrist deserve a shout-out
My wrist deserves a shout out
I'm like 'what up, wrist?'
I'm like 'what up, wrist?'
My stove deserve a shout-out
My stove deserves a shout out
I'm like 'what up, stove?'
I'm like 'what up, stove?'
All this jewelry on then I'm out cold
All this jewelry on then I'm out cold
So much money on me, it won't even fold!
So much money on me, it won't even fold!
I had a dream, rap wouldn't work
I had a dream, rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block
Woke up on the block
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr
Hit it with the fork
Hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
Rap don't work, records ain't sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
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