Je me lève, je me lave : traduction de Français vers Anglais
Did you get it, I'm with Cartier not at Cartier
Did you get it, I'm with Cartier not at Cartier
Cartier
Precise like Maddy, I pass you
You want your ten, pass
Money right away not later
I move like Cartier, at home I brew
Musician, I write, I collect
I'm left, no need for khalass
I can swim, I don't drink too many cups
Mom came home, I don't see too many chicks anymore
(Mom came home, I don't see too many chicks anymore)
Attacker, I don't miss the opportunity
I run on foot, no need for rentals
No need to prove that I stack (no need to prove that I stack)
When I spend, I go to the accountant
I make sounds and it's profitable
I drink at work even when I'm not feeling well
Too precise for them, I don't miss
Came out too well when I bite the pocket
Drink with the buddies in the evening
It's Roshi the black so outlaw
Make ber-tom, I collect
I scratch, for inspiration no need for molly
Talk about money or hero, I think
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (it makes hun, hun, hun, hun)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (no)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (bow)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (hahahaha)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (bow, bow, bow)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (ho ho)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (tchoin)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (sora, sora)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (yeah, it's strong)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
Soro
On a beach, I prefer we eat gambas
She tells me "I love you", "get lost" and so on
I pass her, but I don't kiss her
It's Coco, I'm here, I collect
I propose seriously, we talk about taking over the city
But you don't understand, not, not, not (what?)
Azpilicueta's bank account (Cesar)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
Because the ground is dirty (of geudin)
Like most of my cash (paper)
Like half of your girls (bitch)
Like most of the others
I didn't make it entirely on my own
We hit, we defend like Luigi Buffon
We fuck the brigade and all its infidels
We fuck you, my gang is not clowns
It's the competitions against the bikers
Then you know, then you know
I'm going to tell you
I buy here, I buy there
Everything, everything, everything, everything without counting
I was on them, I prefer to die die like them
Me, burst, bye, bye, bye
Me, my style is strong, it shoots
My fort is calle, calle, calle, calle
Jojo
In the booth, I sing for mine
I count my stories yah
I count on my God, fuck your relics
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (it makes hun, hun, hun, hun)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (no)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (bow)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (hahahaha)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (bow, bow, bow)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (ho ho)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (tchoin)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (sora, sora)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash (yeah, it's strong)
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
If I concrete, I get up, I wash
Sora