Sweat
4.04 -Hard-Fi Lyrics
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It's that feeling you get all that sand in your toes (yup you're gonna feel this yeah)
Won't you pour up a glass homie roll up the rose (ease up let your mind go clear)
Take a breath of the freshness and blow out your woes (slow your bitch ass down)
I ain't got nowhere to go
Ain't no sense no plans no more (got no plan)
Let loose letting God take control
Wonder if we'll get any higher
Sweating me
Riding on a wave with you (ooh)
Sipping some crispy (smoking the chronic)
Floating on the wake now
What's up with the bitches (yeah what's up with them hoes)
Coast along the breakdown
Ships in the distance
The horizon on fire the sky is aglow (if you stand on the shore how you moving)
Catch a vibe off the tide and let go your control (let your body move in tune with the music)
Let the groove of the evening take hold of your soul (I ain't lying I ain't trying to influence you)
Some might call it possession I call it my flow
I just wanna crack a brew with ya
Act a fool with ya
Would that be cool with ya
I'm not clear which way to go
Sail this bitch to Mexico
Las cervezas necessita
Sunning on some virtual island
Hotter than a bitch in here
Sweating me
Riding on a wave with you
Sipping some crispy (smoking the chronic)
Floating on the wake now
What's up with the bitches (you crackers some hoes)
Coast along the breakdown
Ships in the distance
Hotter than a bitch in here (gonna make you sweat)
Sweating me
Riding on a wave with you (surf's up bitch)
Sipping some crispy
Floating on the wake now
What's up with the bitches
Coast along the breakdown
Ships in the distance
The song "Sweat" by Hard-Fi is a sexually explicit and vulgar rap rock song. The lyrics use a lot of slang and profanity to describe the sexual encounter between the singer and his partner with references to sweat and physical exertion. He boasts about his physical attributes and sexual prowess, describing himself as "a hundred-thirty pounds of beef" with "chinky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth." He also references leaving "used rubbers" on the mattress after the encounter. The chorus repeats the phrase "sweat from my balls," emphasizing the physical and sexual nature of the song.
The song can be interpreted as a celebration of hypermasculinity and sexual conquest. The singer presents himself as a skilled lover who is in control of the encounter. The references to stolen cars and high-priced sex toys suggest a disregard for traditional authority and a focus on pleasure-seeking. The use of slang and profanity adds to the rebellious tone of the song, suggesting a rejection of societal norms and expectations.
Line by Line Meaning
For the ladies, a hundred-thirty pounds of beef, yeah
I am describing myself to the ladies as one hundred and thirty pounds of beef with chinky eyes, curly hair, and gold teeth
Swingin with this here stud, you need practice
I am very confident in myself and the ladies need to practice being with someone like me
I'm leavin used rubbers on the mattress
I am so confident in myself that I do not care about the used condoms I leave behind on the mattress after being with a lady
When I'm with my homies, we're rollin
My friends and I are always hanging out and having a good time together
Can't love a car unless it's stolen
I am implying that I love cars and that it does not matter if they are stolen or not
Don't ask me what the price is,
I do not know or care about the price of things
But it's more than pussy tickle devices
Whatever it is that I am talking about is very expensive and valuable
(And you can fell the)
Sweat from my balls!
I am sweaty, and you can feel it
(You can feel the)
Sweat-sweat from my balls!
My balls are so sweaty that the sweat is pouring off of them
And we come fully equipped
With a bad attitude and a hard ass
My friends and I have a bad attitude and we are not afraid to show it
For demonstrations, watch us slam her
Steady poundin' like a jackhammer
We are confident in our sexual abilities and are using analogy to explain that we are like a jackhammer
One sword edge you can't cop out
We're poundin you down 'til your eyeballs pop out!
Our actions are like a sword that you cannot avoid and we are relentlessly pushing you until it becomes too much to handle
We're not your ordinary players
We are not like other people and our actions reflect that
Get a grip on the headboard and hold on to it
Or get sent right through it
Bitch! I'm bite ya the way that I'm lickin' 'em
I am using vulgar language to describe my confidence in my sexual abilities
Won't be gentle the way that I'm stickin 'em
I do a damn good job
And bitches on my dick like a human shish-ka-bob
I am not gentle in bed but am confident in my abilities, and women seem to enjoy being with me
Hey CB4 is fly
So grab them ankles, throw your in the sky
I am referring to myself as CB4 and am implying that women should grab their ankles and raise them up in the air for me
Sweat from my balls!
Once again, I am expressing that I am sweaty, and you can feel it
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Brian MacArevey, John Lonardelli
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