Booba (ft. SDM) - Dolce Camara (English Translation) Lyrxo English Translations (Ft. SDM)
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[Intro: Booba]
That's what they want
Mip-mip (Ooh, yeah)
That's what they want (I-Z-I, ooh, yeah)
We're gonna give it to them (Ooh, yeah)
That's what they want (Ooh, yeah)
Okay
[Verse 1: Booba]
I don't need to talk, I'm a great seducer
Hash is filtered, coke is butter
I can't plan anymore, I only see the wall
Damn, it's hard
I'm gonna sit in the maki (Dirty, okay)
Bury all my cell phones underground
Infinity pool (Okay), seafood pizza
I help my people, those who have a hook, fuck my neighbor
Before taking the uppercut, everyone has a project, and then everything goеs out
To fight the empire, I need R2-D2
Francе rhymes with chance (luck), I don't believe in either
She wants my WhatsApp, my room number
I have my hand in her hair, I pull, she arches her back
I end up on her back, precise like Rondo, rich like a Bongo, bang-bang
We like them fresh, gold-digger, who know how to welcome like Demdem
The more we suffocate, the more it's the city, the more we are crazy, the more it's the asylum
Barely finished fornicating, I get dressed, tears are halal, the smile is Kabyle
That's what they want
Mip-mip (Ooh, yeah)
That's what they want (I-Z-I, ooh, yeah)
We're gonna give it to them (Ooh, yeah)
That's what they want (Ooh, yeah)
Okay
[Verse 1: Booba]
I don't need to talk, I'm a great seducer
Hash is filtered, coke is butter
I can't plan anymore, I only see the wall
Damn, it's hard
I'm gonna sit in the maki (Dirty, okay)
Bury all my cell phones underground
Infinity pool (Okay), seafood pizza
I help my people, those who have a hook, fuck my neighbor
Before taking the uppercut, everyone has a project, and then everything goеs out
To fight the empire, I need R2-D2
Francе rhymes with chance (luck), I don't believe in either
She wants my WhatsApp, my room number
I have my hand in her hair, I pull, she arches her back
I end up on her back, precise like Rondo, rich like a Bongo, bang-bang
We like them fresh, gold-digger, who know how to welcome like Demdem
The more we suffocate, the more it's the city, the more we are crazy, the more it's the asylum
Barely finished fornicating, I get dressed, tears are halal, the smile is Kabyle
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