SCH – MAC 11 (English lyrics)

Intro :
Oh yeah, oh
The trees got thinner throughout fall
I’m doing all I can in order to have my name on your lips
I’ll pass by to see you if I’ve got time
My guns and my damn clothes are brand new
My homies spend their summers in jail
Around here, I haven’t found anything to rejoice me
I’ve got dreams that fizzled out
Oh yeah, sku

Chorus :
Dude, there’s three of us in the BMW
Long live us, I’ve got real homies
I forgot the other night’s souvenirs
On my head, I’m drinking my bottle all alone
Back then I didn’t have the quarter of their salary
Loyal in men, never with a tear drop on the cheek
Don’t believe in us, I’ve got three of them under my tire

1st verse :
The cops don’t make the rules around here
I’m not in a dream
10 bricks in the pants
I’m stacking, it’s making my dick hard
I don’t like Bleu Marine, I don’t like diluting my alcohol with water
We make magic, yeah
My pussy speaks English, French, Spanish and Japanese
Amounts in cash, nothing but clowns around here
Repea-repea-repea-repeat
I want liqui-liqui-liqui-liquid cash
J’ferai plier love (??), you’re funny like Ali G
Me, I make liqui-liqui-liqui-liquid cash
I’ve got a big furnished one, plus the kitchen
My bitch doesn’t use Heetch, Panamera
I’ll leave France rich in a white button up shirt, those who will live will see
I’ve got three of them under my tire
What’s the price ?

Chorus :
Dude, there’s three of us in the BMW
Long live us, I’ve got real homies
I forgot the other night’s souvenirs
On my head, I’m drinking my bottle all alone
Back then I didn’t have the quarter of their salary
Loyal in men, never with a tear drop on the cheek
Don’t believe in us, I’ve got three of them under my tire

2nd verse :
Take it and eat it
Repea-repea-repea-repeat
credit cards, cheques
Liqui-liqui-liqui-liquid cash
When the little kids will grow up
And they won’t be pupils anymore
They’ll take over the whore houses with gloves
A fucking Mac 11
There’s three of us in the BMW, we’re riding around
It’s midnight on my rollie, I know the security code
I would love you if your eyes were emerald green
They don’t like us, too bad, I’m making it snow (mathafack)
I’ll build a future and marry you
I’ve got principles that are a little too beautiful
Baby, I grew up with them
She’s seeing my credit card that is shining like the great stars
Your head is nothing but a price to my soldiers
Things aren’t what they were, homie
On doit pour ceux qui viennent en touristes (??)
Some sweat and some screams under the sheets
Some cries and some blood in the buildings hallways

Chorus :
Dude, there’s three of us in the BMW
Long live us, I’ve got real homies
I lost the other night’s souvenirs
On my head, I’m drinking my bottle all alone
Back then I didn’t have the quarter of their salary
Loyal in men, never with a tear drop on the cheek
Don’t believe in us, I’ve got three of them under my tire

Outro :
The trees got thinner throughout fall
I’m doing all I can in order to have my name on your lips
I’ll pass by to see you if I’ve got time
My guns and my damn clothes are brand new
My homies spend their summers in jail
Around here, I haven’t found anything to rejoice me
I’ve got dreams that fizzled out, ouh
The trees got thinner throughout fall
I’m doing all I can in order to have my name on your lips
I’ll pass by to see you if I’ve got time
My guns and my damn clothes are brand new
My homies spend their summers in jail
Around here, I haven’t found anything to rejoice me
I’ve got dreams that fizzled out
Oh

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