Jordan
The Four P.M. Station Lyrics
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Eu tô muito flax
E essa bitch não sai do meu pé
(Não sai do meu pé não)
Com essas peças importadas
Da França eu tô apavorando muito invejosos
Com o laser da minhas peças
Eu tô muchando muito olho gordo
Então meu mano sai do meu caminho
Que o Oud tá na pista e só vai vim hitt
(Yeeah yeeah)
Vê se faz a sua moda
Para de copiar tudo que eu faço
Se o Oud tá na pista cê prepara pro esculacho
A sua bitch fica me olhando
Sabe que eu tô flax
Nike jordan no meu pé
Eu tô muito flax
E essa bitch não sai do meu pé
(Não sai do meu pé não)
Eu tô roubando toda a atenção
Aaaaaaaaa
Eu tô na party chamando a atenção
Eu pisco pra ela, ela pedi limão
É limon haze
(Yeeah)
Nike jordan no meu pé eu tô muito flax
E essa bitch não sai do meu pé
(Não sai do meu pé não)
Com essas peças importadas da França eu tô apavorando muitos invejosos
Yeeah eu tô flax yeeah É o Oud
The lyrics to the song "Jordan" by The Four P.M. Station describe the lifestyle of the singer, who is dressed in designer wear from Zara, Saint Laurent, and Prada, and is accompanied by a female admirer. The singer seems to be suggesting that he is living a luxurious and extravagant life, with plenty of wealth and status symbols such as the "drip" and Jordan One sneakers. He also references the concept of the "gang" and his roots in the mangue, implying that he comes from a more humble background.
The lyrics suggest that the singer is somewhat dismissive of those who do not understand or appreciate his lifestyle, as he repeatedly says "cê' não entende nada" (you don't understand anything). He also suggests that he is more valuable than a Mustang car and alludes to the fact that he is earning money and has success as a musician.
Overall, the song seems to be celebrating the idea of living life to the fullest and enjoying the spoils of success, while also acknowledging the reality of coming from a less privileged background and facing criticism from others.
Line by Line Meaning
Hoje eu “tô” de Zara,
Today I'm wearing Zara,
E de saint laurent
And also Saint Laurent
Minha babe de Prada,
My girl is wearing Prada,
Hoje ela é minha fã
Today she's my fan
Cê' não entende nada,
You don't understand anything,
Tenho drip, Jordan One,
I have a fashionable outfit with Jordan One
Deixo a bae' molhada,
I make my girl wet,
''Dropo'' uma bala de hortelã
I drop a mint
Me perguntaram se hoje eu to bem
They asked me if I'm well today
Levo meu drip, levo pra bae'
I take my fashionable outfit and my girl
“Tô” valendo bem mais que Mustang
I'm worth more than a Mustang
Mano, cê' é p**** e não fecha com a “gang”
Dude, you're a coward and don't hang with the gang.
Olha meus manos, olha pra mim
Look at my brothers, look at me
Eu vim do mangue, puxa minha ficha,
I came from the swamp, check my record
F*** seu plano, pago a vista.
F*** your plan, I pay in cash.
Mano, eu sou preto da cor da minha lista.
Dude, I'm black like my playlist.
Cê' paga de “pa”,
You act like you're superior,
Que tem p*** tem grana.
As if having s** means you have money.
Sua mina me liga final de semana,
Your girl calls me on the weekend,
Você é frustrado seu p*** f****,
You're frustrated, you f******
Você é falido e seu hater me ama.
You're broke and your hater loves me
“Tô” no show, cê' tá na pista
I'm at the show, you're in the crowd
Tenho design, cê' copia.
I have style, you copy it.
Faço flow quem diria
I flow, who would have guessed
Eu vim de baixo, fiz uma pilha
I came from the bottom and made a stack
Eu tenho talento e ela sabe
I have talent and she knows it
Hoje meu quarto vira rave.
Today my room turns into a rave.
Tomou mais uma agua roxa
She drank more purple water
A p**** dela tá com sede.
Her p**** is thirsty.
Eu faço din', eu posso ter,
I make money, I can have it,
Pede pra mim, pede md
Ask me for it, ask for md
Ela é gostosa e “nóis” vamo' f****
She's hot and we're going to f****
No banco do Porshe ou então da merce’
In the Porsche or in Mercedes
Ayy Ayy
ML!
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@taoron
Foster Kids as an income and holding them as prisoners. Disgusting.
@Johnny.1965
And one of their cash cows got loose...(per se)
@karenc2467
😢
@annienan7634
Yep.. had an out of state relative foster 3 kids...she'd post on fb about her "adopted") kids, going to college, etc. Truth was she never adopted bc the $2000 month PER KID would have dried up. Truth is, she'd kicked them all out as teens, one was a male prostitute, one ODd & died, one was a stripper. When that one got pregnant, she offered to pay my daughter's rent to take her in. That's how I found out the truth
@Claudia-lq3ns
I love how he called out the pricey cars in the garage and how "her" children we're not as emaciated as her foster children.
@JquitaMcClinton
And that's exactly what's been going on these days. People adopting kids just to make them slaves and for a check. But never care and actually wanted the kids to love. I'm sick of this 😔
@RobinMartz-x9f
Kids who steal food are HUNGRY
@rebeccab4560
Actually my niece started hiding food bc of anxiety just saying
@ropeblaster420
Rebecca knows these kids are little LIARS. Gotta have abortion rights.
@kevin11humor
@@rebeccab4560 Yea and who told you that your sibling? not saying it's so but people can hide things well and siblings are easily blind to it. but if it is truly not out of hunger that anxiety still comes from somewhere. but if multiple kids are doing it there is no excuse something is wrong.