I Think She Ready [Romanian translation]

[Intro: Iggy Azalea]

I can't say something funny, I don't know what to say!

[Verse 1: Ray Rich]

I just popped the bean, man

I got that OJ and that weed, time to take flight

Richy might be on that lean mixed with that sprite

They got me rolling, smoking, drinking, I just might die tonight

I just gave a cup to Becky, now thinking that she ready

Ever met C getting nakey, there go Keisha, there she sexy

Ménage à trois if the bitches let me, and I think they gon' let me

One just call me Papi seconds later it's bukkake

She move too A.K.A. first bitch let it spray

Drunk bitch, big tits, motorboats on the way

She say she wanna earn some stripes

Well we about to see if she about that life

[Chorus]

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in a week

I got a bad bitch with me and I think she a freak

We about to make a movie girl, get the camera ready

Man it's the fucking minute, I'm thinking that she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Red cup, double stuff, I think she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Taking molly to the dome, I think she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Get here home by the Cove, I think she ready

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]

Whatever

Okay okay okay

Now I think I'm ready, I rip tracks, spit confetti

She kill raps, lyrics deadly

16 sex, no R.Kelly

That's no diss, a man want Becky

If you tell me you want Becky, give me Brian

That's O'Brain, use your noodle - no spaghetti, ay

Iggy, I'm bossing for dollars, cups of Ciroc on the ice

Sewing these weaves for you hoes, tweet me just name your price

Up all night in a life like this, fans pass out when I kiss

If you hate then you are toast, Not breakfast, keep burning witch

Chain hang, diamonds swang, two red cups my Sprite is mixed

Powder white, face of an angel, where she get that ass thick?

Stop, drop, bottles pop, for-ever, sandlot

Other rappers underground, call them all fraggle rock

[Chorus]

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in a week

I got a bad bitch with me and I think she a freak

We about to make a movie girl, get the camera ready

Man it's the fucking minute, I'm thinking that she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Red cup, double stuff, I think she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Taking molly to the dome, I think she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Get here home by the Cove, I think she ready

[Verse 3: 1st Down]

There's a pretty big bar, I got no manners

Don't blame me, just blame my Daddy, for

For life fort, some may snort, some may bort

They on my caddies, I'm on that E, the roll is me

Me and yo beesh, we bang like rabbits

(And that Cat......Mr. Fantastic)

And that night, we shine so bright, make me feel like I'm on acid

Probably call, shit blue magic, purple brain, I fill my cup

Bitch you know, that my cup ready, it's gettin' dark, feel my shark

Act a fool and then I'm game

Take one shot, blunts to the head, all that Remy, got that leg

I feel my heart, I think I'm cray, her booty don't start, or Simon Says

I'm like Big (Girl don't stop with you doin')

You not with me then you losin' bitch I'm tryna sing with my movie

[Chorus]

Rolling, rolling, rolling, I ain't slept in a week

I got a bad bitch with me and I think she a freak

We about to make a movie girl, get the camera ready

Man it's the fucking minute, I'm thinking that she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Red cup, double stuff, I think she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Taking molly to the dome, I think she ready

I think she ready, I think she ready

Get here home by the Cove, I think she ready