DTF ft. Ademo (PNL) – Baddack (English lyrics)

1st verse (RKM) :
Nothing goes as planned, back when I was on the wrong path, you should have seen
There’s only the cockroaches that didn’t turn their backs on me
She’s dark, just like the street, I’m attracted by her eyes
They affirm to me that with her, I can make it out in life
I’m following her, she’s avoiding me
No, I can’t let her leave
And as soon as try to do things the right way, the bad luck comes knocking at my door
Homie, I’m on the wrong path, the absents ones are always wrong
I’m pissed off
I’m in the shadows, I’m in the darkness
Yeah, I’m smoking a big blunt, I’m looking at the sky
And I’m turning in circles
Solo, solo, solo
I’m turning in circles homie, wallah, I don’t have a single euro
Solo, solo, solo
I’m turning in circles homie, wallah, I don’t have a single euro
I’m in the shadows, I’m in the darkness
In my cave it smells of drugs and piss
I remain peace, downstairs of building C
Even in the cold I would serve, my lips chapped, in a bad mood
My fridge is empty, my stomach is empty but my balls are full

Chorus (RKM & Ademo) :
Like Baddack, Baddack, yeah, yeah
Homie, I don’t give a ouin, ouin, ouin
I’m from Paris, I’m in shape, bang, bang
The worries come and go, come and go, come and go
Buddha Kush, I’m into space
The worries are pilling up
Nothing but dirt and dirt, on arrive en balle (??)
In the cellophane all feelings fade away
Fuck your buzz, I’m here for the cash
Electric like a taser
In the room, room, the misery is out of control
We took our first steps downstairs of the building

2nd verse (Ademo) :
I’ve got Eikichi’s F-L-O, F-L-O
Who are you ? I’ll avoid you real quick
Bitch, don’t break my balls
Cook me my food like Chichi
I’ve got a pair, the right one, I drop them on the table
Pair of balls or flop
A smile homie, whenever I light my joint up
You want some good quality hash ? hop hop hop
I’ve got that dope shit, what do you think ?
Dance, dance, dance, dance
I’m all skinny, I have to start back working out
Bim, bim, intense-tense-tense-tense push ups
Hey, Taktak, you gotta blow, biz, biz
In order for us to fuck the whole of France, France, France
In order for the buzz to keep going up, they have no idea what we were, what we did in order to eat
In the team, team, team
Back where we’re from, it’s not a movie
Who would have imagined that one day we would blow, back when we were dealing drugs down stairs of the building
The record labels keep talking to us about debts, but we tell them “we’re not fiends”
We Malaga, We Ketama, we Meuda, we make a killing

Chorus (RKM & Ademo) :
Like Baddack, Baddack, yeah, yeah
Homie, I don’t give a ouin, ouin, ouin
I’m from Paris, I’m in shape, bang, bang
The worries come and go, come and go, come and go
Buddha Kush, I’m into space
The worries are pilling up
Nothing but dirt and dirt, on arrive en balle (??)
In the cellophane all feelings fade away
Fuck your buzz, I’m here for the cash
Electric like a taser
In the room, room, the misery is out of control
We took our first steps downstairs of the building

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