DTF – Neptune de miel (English lyrics)


Ouhh, tomorrow is another day, haaan

1st verse (RKM) :
The number plate is Corsica, there’s a beautiful blonde in my German car (German)
I’m a fucking impulsive guy, homie, I’m under calming pills (calming pills)
You say that I buy views because you’re so jealous of me, you’re jealous, you’re jealous
Homie, hamdoullah, I don’t have nothing to prove
If only you knew what I did in order to eat
Posted up in the building, there’s holes in my pockets
I’m under the impression that my heart is dead
And the time keeps passing, passing
I’m smoking, I’m smoking
There’s nothing else to do but that anyways
No matter how correct I try to be, I keep straying away
We’ll all get a taste of hell anyways (we’ll all get a taste of hell)
Two, three millions before they lock me up
I’m only good at making cash
Homie, there’s no mercy, there’s no peace
My future is dark
Homie, I’m selling for the fam’, I selling for the fam’
They’ve broken my wings
How do you expect me to fly away ?
At the highway toll, I look up to the sky
The kilos in the trunk

Chorus :
She loves it when I (???) her
Noisy like an Akrapovick muffler
I fuck her, homie I’m gang (I fuck her, fuck her)
No feeling in the bed, I bang her (she’s twerking, twerking)
(X2)

2nd verse :
I’m still in the building’s hallway, I’ve got the money
Yeah I know that you envy me
I adapt myself without doing any comedy
You would so like it for me to screw up, yeah, yeah, I felt it
There’s no friends if you don’t have any money, yeah I understood
They make my head hurt, yeah that’s it, that’s it
The jealous ones, when I see them, I pass the broomstick, broomstick
I’m tired, tired, I’m full henceforth
I’ll force destiny, I won’t go away
I’ve got such a strong will to succeed, but I have to remain strong
QLF, I insist on making music
In the booth we give it our best
The lady, I see her, it’s true that she’s attracting my eyes
You and me, it must not go wrong tonight, I’m getting busy
I reached out to you and you’re getting jealous of me
Posted up in the VIP section, I’ve got my Grey Goose
With Al Pac’, and TakTak, we’re chilling
Impatient to blossom, we’re waiting to grow
She’s taking a hotel, she wants me to come over
It drives her crazy, she wants me to bang her
Around a cocktail, the alcohol gives her wings

Chorus :
She loves it when I (???) her
Noisy like an Akrapovick muffler
I fuck her, homie I’m gang (I fuck her, fuck her)
No feeling in the bed, I bang her (she’s twerking, twerking)
(X2)

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