MAC TYER ft NINHO – Moto (English lyrics)

[Intro : Ninho]
Eh, the hottest of your friends who gives the address
Binks, binks, binks
At late hours on the motorcycle, it’s us

[chorus: Ninho & Mac Tyer]
It’s the hottest of your friends who gives the address (who gives the address) At late hours on the motorcycle, it’s us (on the motorcycle, it’s us)
And if I get off the bike, it’s to finish you off
I fire six shots and I leave in wheelie (it’s the street, homie)
Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer (hard, hard)
Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer, eh (hard, hard)
Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer, eh (hard, hard)
Plata (I want some), plata, (yeah), plata (eh)

[Verse : Ninho]
C’est les femmes et le luxe qui tirent vers le bas (binks), vont niquer ton économie souterraine (ouais, ouais)
It’s women and luxury which drag you down (binks), they’re gonna ruin your underground economy (yeah, yeah)
If we must do it, we do it, we don’t think (binks), it’s often the meanest people who hold the reins (binks)
They wouldn’t last two sec if we switched the roles
Who are the real ones? Ask the general
They wouldn’t last two sec if we switched the roles
Who are the real ones? Ask the general
We’ll leave as legends like the Beatles (binks), pockets full of money, maybe I’ll have a potbelly There’s some cash, aged 23, homie, but don’t blow the profit for that hoe (never, never, nah) There’s the fridge, the spoon and the scales, I don’t tell more, maybe I’m eavesdropped
Come over, we meet directly, khey, we come to an agreement, I just saw the pigs on the road, bin binks

[Verse: Mac Tyer]
No-go zone, we lose our heads, we make dough, we count the papers
On the parking lot, they’re taking photos, we’re VIPs, stop being sloshed
Paris is so cool, deconnection, real corrections in the hotel room
Detonation, you see everyone scurry (pouf), a nigga got off the motorbike
I no more lower the window, too many sons of bitches are helmeted
Fake friends unmasked, at my trial, there’s all my ghetto (the street)
Quarantine, 4.5 bucks the prod, on the INTEGRA we tail a RSQ5
Unload a container in Gennevilliers harbor
Some African selling some peruvian

[Chorus: Ninho & Mac Tyer]
It’s the hottest of your friends who gives the address (who gives the address) At late hours on the motorcycle, it’s us (on the motorcycle, it’s us)
And if I get off the bike, it’s to finish you off
I fire six shots and I leave in wheelie (it’s the street, homie)
Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer (hard, hard)
Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer, eh (hard, hard)
Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer, eh (hard, hard)
Plata (I want some), plata, (yeah), plata (eh)

[Verse: Ninho & Mac Tyer]
Behavior of a doyen, the Glock is cleaned
We’re gonna chop in the stairwell
War is declared, they wanted to come
But they scarpered, slammed on the brakes and broke his bumper, and cleared off A Lebara chip, RS6 parked, we talk using Signal
No, not Signal, I prefer Telegram, your social network isn’t secured enough
Oh yeah, it’s not safe for real, I shut everything down, I’m coming to Aubervilliers, fucked up because of a bamboo bong
The nanny take good care of my babies, maybe I got an AK under the boubou Always hungry, the urge of taking everything, to regret nothing, I, I got the ambition
You got the ambition, really? I also have the guitar
But, I also try to keep my cheerfulness

[Chorus: Ninho & Mac Tyer]
It’s the hottest of your friends who gives the address (who gives the address) At late hours on the motorcycle, it’s us (on the motorcycle, it’s us) And if I get off the bike, it’s to finish you off
I fire six shots and I leave in wheelie (it’s the street, homie) Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer (hard, hard) Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer, eh (hard, hard) Plata (I want some), bricks (it enters) in the slammer, eh (hard, hard) Plata (I want some), plata, (yeah), plata (eh)

MAC TYER ft NINHO – Moto (English lyrics)