L'Algérino - Hola ft. Boef (English lyrics)

1st verse (L’Algérino) :
I left the ghetto in a Ferrari, don’t ask me if I pay my taxes
Tailored suit from Smalto, I’m always on the right tempo
Police road block, they’re making a fuss, and the police officer wants a photo
There’s mad zeros on my salary, fresh as if I just won the loto
I’m doing la bise to the bouncer, you’re queuing up, we enter in reverse gear
Posted up on the patio, I’m waiting on my cheque, we don’t make war

Chorus (L’Algérino) :
Hola, hola, hop in the sports car, I’m the king of the melody
I don’t know, chica, chica, I really like your style, I’m lighting me up a cigarillo
Honey, we’ll ride all night, don’t listen to the rumors
Let them talk, I don’t have time to waste, I’m in every car
Hola, hola, hop in the sports car, I’m the king of the melody
I don’t know, chica, chica, I really like your style, I’m lighting me up a cigarillo
Honey, we’ll ride all night, don’t listen to the rumors
Let them talk, I don’t have time waste, I’m in every car

2nd verse (Boef) :
I’m with Algérino, I don’t wear Valentino.
These days I only rock Louboutin (loubs)
That big stack bro, fuck my ex (fuck it)
I can’t hang with that hoe anymore (hahhh)
I’m from the streets and it’s hot there
Bitch I left, I’m not broke anymore
I’m a milionaire now, it took some time (time)
I know what I want, I see that you are still hesitating (hahaha)
I’m from Saint-Denis, those are the projects
And outside, I had to avoid the police
Holland is small, shall I write out?
International, I gotta go bigger, Boef!

Bridge (Boef & L’Algérino)
Got the hash, hash
It makes you fly, fly
I’m with some girls, girls
But I want to make money, money
She landed herself a baller
Thousand euros shoes, thousand euros
Richard Mille, Mille
Take it easy homey