Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SOAB, artist - ISHADate of issue: 20.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: French
SOAB(original) |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch |
| Elles sont trop speed, elles demandent même plus d’préliminaires |
| Elles ont toutes le feu au cul, difficile de leur rester fidèle |
| T’as hérité d’un gros boule, (hm)? |
| C’est pas du tout ta faute |
| Dans ma ville y’a des bombes, toi, t’es un missile tomahawk |
| J’devais arrêter d’rapper mais j’ai commis une grosse erreur |
| Car aujourd’hui j’suis pumped-up, inspiré à n’importe quelle heure |
| Ils sont déjà mort, ils font semblant de vivre |
| Mais ils se demandent encore d’où vient ce flow d’son of a bitch |
| Son of a bitch |
| Son of, son of a bitch |
| S’ils écartent leurs fesses, on rentre comme des son of a bitch |
| Son of a bitch |
| Son of, son of a bitch |
| S’ils écartent leurs fesses, on glisse comme des son of a bitch |
| J’me souviens encore, j’avais l’moral ratatiné |
| Les trois quarts de mes potes (bluuh), ils en avaient rien à cirer |
| Homme d’honneur, j’oublierai jamais qui m’a descendu, qui était là pour moi |
| La vie d’ma mère j’oublierai jamais qu’tu t’branlais la bite devant des mapouka |
| (translation) |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch, bitch |
| Bitch |
| They are too fast, they even ask for more foreplay |
| They all have fire in the ass, hard to stay faithful to them |
| Did you inherit a big ball, (hm)? |
| It's not your fault at all |
| In my city there are bombs, you are a tomahawk missile |
| I had to stop rapping but I made a big mistake |
| Because today I'm pumped-up, inspired at any time |
| They're already dead, they pretend to be alive |
| But they still wonder where this son of a bitch flow comes from |
| Son of a bitch |
| Son of, son of a bitch |
| If they spread their asses, we go in like son of a bitch |
| Son of a bitch |
| Son of, son of a bitch |
| If they spread their asses, we slip like son of a bitch |
| I still remember, I had shrunken morale |
| Three quarters of my homies (bluuh), they didn't give a shit |
| Man of honor, I'll never forget who shot me, who was there for me |
| My mother's life, I'll never forget that you jerked your cock in front of mapoukas |