BILTON – Chicha Menthe ft. BOOBA (English lyrics)

Intro (Booba) :
On a démarré (a démarré, a démarré)
B.I.L, c’est carré
B.I.L, c’est carré

1st verse (Bilton) :
My streets are like Gotham, nothing but pirates doing dirt in the shadows
???, it’s profitable, we take your life away, with a simple phone call
I’m buzzin’ on the side, fuck those crazy bitches, they’re not the reason why I started rapping
I’m a little paranoid, I’m been given no hand outs, I help the little homies that are struggling, that’s my role as an elder, you understand ?
Expensive car, head lamp signal, get out the way, the veto is the cartel
Nothing but dented heads who (???)
We come through in your projects, we do’nt do any battles, I smoke my turtle colored weed
I forget everything, where I’m from and what my name is, whenever the cops arrest me

Bridge (Bilton) :
Dirty era, few friends, the crew is strapped up, we stick together like The Cosa
On the bloc, taking stock of the situation, fuck around, arrestation, new comer jail unit, you’re gonna end up in building A

Chorus (Booba) :
Dom Pé’, Veuve Clicquot, fat bitches, menth flavored shishas
You’re useless, we’re serving the feinds, Haut de Seine the drug hub
B.I.L feat the DUC, spectacular like a goal from Neymar
You’re already a fat bitch, you can at least be a friendly fat bitch

2nd verse (Bilton) :
There’s a difference between thinking about it and doing it, there’s a difference between wanting and being able to
Back when we were going out to rob they were going to bed, so keep your advices old head
No one was there for me back when I was struggling down stairs, no one was there for me during the hard times, homie
No one was there for me when I was getting busted, no one there for me when I was selling pure, homie
No one, I was alone in the dark, solitude : a habit
I walk with my heart, there’s not a thousand guys like me, I can see it by their attitude
AK-47 for the tussle, knuckling up no longer exist
All the good guys are locked up, there’s nothing but sons of bitches outside

Chorus (Booba) :
Dom Pé’, Veuve Clicquot, fat bitches, menth flavored shishas
You’re useless, we’re serving the feinds, Haut de Seine the drug hub
B.I.L feat the DUC, spectacular like a goal from Neymar
You’re already a fat bitch, you can at least be a friendly fat bitch

3rd verse (Booba) :
Tell me that you can either pay right away or right away, which one do you prefer ?
They say that the hijab is the devil, I’m not fit to be seen in public, that’s France for you
One fiend per second, that’s the pace, two middle fingers up, I’m going hard, that’s my dance
We’re gonna have to do it, saying it isn’t enough, you knocked on the doors of hell, I hope they don’t open
Birthday candles at the poilce station, we won’t blow them
Either I live, either I die, fuck it, I won’t suffer
Change of destination, I’m sending them to the Bermuda triangle
Doing dirt at full speed, I’m nothing on nearth, just an iterlude

Outro (Booba) :
B.I.L
Des filles charmantes, des chichas menthe
9.2

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