3ROBI – Dix millions de dollars ft. LACRIM (English lyrics)

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1st verse (Lacrim) :
There’s seven kilos of coke in the car
On the European route E19, my horns are showing
She has a fat ass she’s a tank
I want as much money as Pablo in my bank
We’ve done the turn of the town
4 cars behind each other
We’re in the middle of a deal
2 thousand stacks of a thousand
We rob, we’re stacking
We only fuck cops
Ok, me getting married ? lil’ homie you’re crazy
If you don’t have any money you’ll remain outside
My Columbian girl is my body guard
There’s stars on my car ceiling
You dirty son of a bitch, you get no share in my business
Wasted, I’m rolling in the steam, I know the guys from the middel
“We maken brieven”, they’re on another level
You’ve got wrinkles, you’re not even 30 years old yet, and you’re empty
You’re scary, I avoid all the girls
I’m just like you I rather masturbate

Chorus (Lacrim) :
Ten million dollars
There’s no rush, 300 in the RS for the hustle
I just lost the cops like it was nothing
I’m holding the staring wheel with one hand, my brother, in the other hand I’m holding my joint
Six other cars joined us
Ten million dollars
There’s no rush, 300 in the RS for the hustle
I just lost the cops like it was nothing
I’m holding the staring wheel with one hand, my brother, in the other hand I’m holding my joint
Six other cars joined us

Verse 2: 3robi
Different level, men look a little different
We come in black just like panthers
Pull that trigger and I shoot
I see you looking like “what’s this?” making steps just like Bigfoot
burglaries if you act tough, we are looking for big loot
Tla3 n3al bran bump
S’hab jdad makhasnich business marijuana w lahchich
Guns are CZ, money black-white, SDZ
For the money I run
Gucci, Gucci, Louboutin
Black label and I donate
Nfarga3 din mhom I am said to be
I see those men dont care
I see those men, I blame
Jewelery jeweler, T-max gone
i’m not the type that scams
My men pull up at the traffic light
Dima Casa, dima khadra
Amsterdam, spow

Chorus (Lacrim, 3robi) :
Ten million dollars (pow pow)
There’s no rush, 300 in the RS for the hustle (loesoe, loesoe, loesoe)
I just lost the cops like it was nothing (Mathafack)
I’m holding the staring wheel with one hand, my brother, in the other hand I’m holding my joint
Six other cars joined us (sp-pow pow pow)
Ten million dollars
There’s no rush, 300 in the RS for the hustle (loesoe, loesoe, loesoe)
I just lost the cops like it was nothing
I’m holding the staring wheel with one hand, my brother, in the other hand I’m holding my joint (tss)
Six other cars joined us