RIM'K - Cellophané (English lyrics) - The International Connect

1st verse :
I’ve got the king of Morocco’s stamp on my bar of hash
1 000 euros champagne is spilling on the carpet
I’m having a good time with a Kardashian
I blow my money in Amsterdam, with my brothers
I got the ziplocks whit the cannabis leaf on it
We’re the Italian Mafia, the Cartel from Cali
In front of Hall 13, I use to slice up my bars of hash
I make the fire alarm go off at the hotel
New flowering, I’m rolling me up a blunt
Home made, some weed and some honey
In order to find sleep, at 6 in the morning, the police is waking me up

2nd verse :
Smartphone for prison, wrapped in cellophane
I arrive in Amsterdam the coffee shops are closed
One stack of euro bills, wrapped in cellophane
20 grams on that dope shit crapped in cellophane
On the T-shirt, weed life, rim’kush
She’s losing her G-string over it, she’s losing her appetite
It’s free for us, there’s no drought
Even when the price of a kilo shoots up
I’m passing the crash tests, all the alcohol tests
When the birds arrive, there’s no better hide out than up the asses
In the car binnacle, I hid the weed
And some mint tea from Chefchaouen in the tea cup
The drugs come from Marbella
We trade the hashish and the hookah pipes
With my homies we have grill outs
Go fuck your mother, you’re not invited

Chorus :
They called the cops on me
It smelled like weed in front of my house
I hid my euro bills, I hid my dope
It’ll get tough for me, I’ll maybe go to jail
So I’m lighting up a gig blunt, harmful, big blunt
Grey Goose in the club : I drink it down, I drink it down
I think I’m a big time drug dealer, I think I’m a big time drug dealer
They called the cops on me
It smelled like weed in front of my house
I hid my euro bills, I hid my dope
It’ll get tough for me, I’ll maybe go to jail
So I’m lighting up a gig blunt, harmful, big blunt
Grey Goose in the club : I drink it down, I drink it down
I think I’m a big time drug dealer, I think I’m a big time drug dealer