BOOBA – RST (English lyrics)

Intro :
We’ll go wherever you want
When I won’t have anything else better to do
We’ll go wherever you want

1st verse :
Looks like we’re going to need a stretcher, what’s going on, by the way ?
If we start beefing, you’re going to have to consider the AK-47
A king without a crown, that’s better than a headless king
Don’t get it confused : this is A.L.I, the 667
We’re no longer humans, we hook up on the net
No shopping, I fucked her, she had nothing to wear
My arm is stretched out, I’m waiting on some weed, yoyo through the window
Sometimes, I would like to cause them all the harm that they wish on us
“Crime doesn’t pay”, I was told, I sold drugs right under the cops noses
I only have two people in life, the rest, is nothing but decoration
I’m only available after midnight, you’re very pretty
But there won’t be no breakfast in bed, just so you know

Chorus :
I don’t pray but I don’t forget to say “Hamdoullah” when I slip in between the drops
We’ll go wherever you want when I won’t have anything else better to do
9 millimeter at the end of my arm if you get in my way
Colombian Pasta in her pussy, Louis Vuitton in the suite
I don’t pray but I don’t forget to say “Hamdoullah” when I slip in between the drops
We’ll go wherever you want when I won’t have anything else better to do
9 millimeter at the end of my arm if you get in my way
Colombian Pasta in her pussy, Louis Vuitton in the suite

2nd verse :
She asked me : “What’s your Snapchat ?” in order to send me a pic of her pussy
I’m too old for Snapchat, send it to me on Whatsapp
Tokarev loaded, I look on the left on the right, like a suricate
Before the show, Jack Daniel’s straight from the bottle, I’m not nervous
They did too many squats, I don’t look at their faces
Why is it always a nigga in the landing gear ?
I’m into Penthouses, last floor type shit
She wants my heart, my legacy without doing any housework
You’re bubbly so shave yourself, Uber doesn’t open the door for you
So me either, that’ll be the day, you’re not the only one that’s popular
Believe me, the dream life, is way overated
She really thinks she’s hot, she must be messing with us

Chorus :
I don’t pray but I don’t forget to say “Hamdoullah” when I slip in between the drops
We’ll go wherever you want when I won’t have anything else better to do
9 millimeter at the end of my arm if you get in my way
Colombian Pasta in her pussy, Louis Vuitton in the suite
I don’t pray but I don’t forget to say “Hamdoullah” when I slip in between the drops
We’ll go wherever you want when I won’t have anything else better to do
9 millimeter at the end of my arm if you get in my way
Colombian Pasta in her pussy, Louis Vuitton in the suite

Outro :
Apparently hell is on earth, if that’s the case, I’ll take it
Ring on my pinky finger, not on the ring finger

BOOBA – RST (English lyrics)