DADJU – Dieu Merci (English lyrics)

Intro (Dadju) :
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

Chorus (Dadju) :
Sweet heart pack your luggages, we’re leaving the street life
I made some money that we’re gonna invest in Africa
I know what it’s like to be starving, today I say : “Thank you Lord”
It’s not Paris but the credit card that is magic, hum

Post chorus (Dadju) :
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

1st verse (Dadju & Tiakola) :
I gave my first cheques to my aunts, Western union money transfer to Congo
Then I changed clothes, Louis Vui’, Gucci, in order to feel handsome
I used to dream about it since I was a kid so I got me a Mercedes
Hop in the spaceship, you’ll always have a place on the side
Like the big homey on the dope spot, we got women, we got two cell phones
No matter how strong you are, we know how to turn your lights out
She wants a ring on her finger, if I’m ever broke, she’s gonna turn her back on me
I share with them without forgetting, I’m not resentful, I’m that kind of nigga

Chorus (Dadju) :
Sweet heart pack your luggages, we’re leaving the street life
I made some money that we’re gonna invest in Africa
I know what it’s like to be starving, today I say : “Thank you Lord”
It’s not Paris but the credit card that is magic, hum

Post chorus (Dadju) :
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

2nd verse (Dadju & Tiakola) :
At the beginning, we had nothing, we would hang out to play soccer
Now, we don’t queu up in line naymore, I’m putting on 1 000 euros, that’s my pants
When I say that I’ve made money, it’s that everything is okay
Go brief the cops, ask him if this is my car
Ah, when the money is low, I feel bad, I feel weak
In order to forget all that : some honey falvored Jack, pour some more in the glass
They want my royalty cheques, they want my buzz, they want my death
Nah I’m not alone, there’s all my homies, all my brothers

Chorus (Dadju) :
Sweet heart pack your luggages, we’re leaving the street life
I made some money that we’re gonna invest in Africa
I know what it’s like to be starving, today I say : “Thank you Lord”
It’s not Paris but the credit card that is magic, hum

Post chorus (Dadju) :
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

Bridge (Dadju & Tiakola) :
There’s nothing left to do around ehre, I already made my money
My girlfriend is hot, unlimited vaca
That’s the scenarion eh, moving out the bendo, eh
Moving out the bendo, eh, that’s the scenario, eh

Chorus (Dadju) :
Sweet heart pack your luggages, we’re leaving the street life
I made some money that we’re gonna invest in Africa
I know what it’s like to be starving, today I say : “Thank you Lord”
It’s not Paris but the credit card that is magic, hum

Post chorus (Dadju) :
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh
Oh, eh, oh, eh, eh, oh, eh, oh

Outro (Tiakola) :
Tiako’ the mélodie
Hum, hum, Dadju
Hum, hum, seysey
Tiako’ the mélodie
Hum, hum, Dadju
Oh, oh, ah

DADJU – Dieu Merci (English lyrics)

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