Niska – Tubalife ft Booba (English lyrics)

Intro : Niska
Charo piracy
Charo gang (ah oui oui)
Piracy (ah oui oui)
Charo, it’s charo

Chorus (Niska) :
Apparently
Trap music has done it’s time, they’re talking shit
Look, we’re still stacking money
It’s payday
I’m with my gang, we’re smoking weed
I’m with my gang, apparently
Trap music has done it’s time, they’re talking shit
Look, we’re still stacking money
It’s payday (yeah)
I’m with my gang, we’re smoking weed (smoking)
I’m with my gang, I’m with my gang

1st verse (Niska) :
David versus Goliath, it’s anarchy
The teenagers want to beat up the older guys
The snitches abandoned the game
Hara Kiri, Boomin like in Tokyo
My heart ? A “rocher” like Ferrero
My cougar is singing me Yakalelo
There’s only in front of my mother that I bite my tongue
There’s only In front of my father, that I lower my eyes
If you’re from the street, in my hood we’ll greet you
If you’re living a life of crime, nigga do us la bise
No more messing around, there’s mad bitches that want my sweet (my lollipop)
Back then they were (???), now that I’ve got the (???), they all want babies (kids)
Chest puffed out like Donky, the police thinks I’m a monkey
I Shoulder check my Banker
My cell phone has mad unanswered calls
No, she’s not my girlfriend, she wanted some sex, I fucked her
Homie, if things ever get tough, I’ll go rob my next door neighbor

Chorus : Niska
Apparently
Trap music has done it’s time, they’re talking shit
Look, we’re still stacking money
It’s payday
I’m with my gang, we’re smoking weed
I’m with my gang, apparently
Trap music has done it’s time, they’re talking shit
Look, we’re still stacking money
It’s payday (yeah)
I’m with my gang, we’re smoking weed (smoking)
I’m with my gang, I’m with my gang

2nd verse (Booba) :
The kitchen brings me money
The police is searching for me
You’re Pinocchio, I’m the woodworker
9 milli, milli in the kneecaps
I sell hash, I sell liquor
I don’t give a fuck about selling albums
So much money to be made on Paris
Me do la bise to chinese (ching)
We’ll put one in your head
The next day, I’ll buy me a Bugatti
Bugatti in the hood
Despite the fact that there’s a crisis everywhere
Stick your recession up your ass
I’ve got the flow, if you’ve got the beats, you’ll get the sessions
You’re in front of me in the ring, you’ve got the injuries
I’m a king everywhere I go, in all the regions
I’m posted up in the coupe
There’s a bitch and my demon with me
No need to draw you a sketch
Homie, she gave her ass up
Since the playground days
I’ve been surrounded with my goons
Hardcore, I can hear a bad boy’s reaction in the crowd
Asshole’s swagger, snitch, phony, bitch, hello ?
I’ll send you over the helicopter in the ghetto
Come suck this negro Monte-Carlo
There’s bums, phonies, he he’s Charo
There’s bums, phonies, we we’re Charo

Chorus (Niska) :
Apparently
Trap music has done it’s time, they’re talking shit
Look, we’re still stacking money
It’s payday
I’m with my gang, we’re smoking weed
I’m with my gang, apparently
Trap music has done it’s time, they’re talking shit
Look, we’re still stacking money
It’s payday (yeah)
I’m with my gang, we’re smoking weed (smoking)
I’m with my gang, I’m with my gang

Outro (Booba & Niska) :
Ah oui, oui
With my gang

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