Translation of the song lyrics Skydweller - SCH

Skydweller - SCH
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Song from the album JVLIVS
in the genreРэп и хип-хоп
Release date:18.10.2018
Song language:French
Record labelWarner Music France
Age restrictions: 18+
Skydweller (original)Skydweller (translation)
J’regarde mes rêves tomber dans l’eau I watch my dreams fall into the water
J’ai mes plus belles étoiles là-haut I have my most beautiful stars up there
Mes amis derrière les barreaux My friends behind bars
Tant qu’elle m’aime et m’rend marteau As long as she loves me and drives me crazy
Pardon, j’t’ai dans la peau Sorry, I've got you under my skin
On n’a pas grandi dans la norme We didn't grow up the norm
J’t’en prie, souris, les bons moments reviendront Please smile, the good times will come back
Soucis, son-pri, au fond, j'étais jeune, moi, j’voulais voler Worries, son-pri, deep down, I was young, I wanted to fly
Autour du monde et recompter mes millions Around the world and count my millions
Ça pue le crime à ma table It stinks of crime at my table
Tous les prix de mes choix, frais comme tous mes types All the prizes of my picks, fresh like all my types
Un automatique, sans témoins An automatic, without witnesses
Des flingues et des grands trois quarts, derrière les corbillards Guns and big three quarters, behind the hearses
Des flingues et des corbillards Guns and hearses
Derrière les corps d’hier (le crime à ma table) Behind the bodies of yesterday (the crime at my table)
J’compte tous les torts qu’y’a I count all the wrongs there are
La fin, c’est la mort yah (j'ai mon fric au lavage) The end is death yah (got my money in the wash)
Fourmilière Anthill
Tain-p', on peut t’fournir ouais (on va mourir au soleil) Damn-p', we can provide you yeah (we will die in the sun)
Tous taillés sur mesure derrière les corbillards All tailor-made behind the hearses
Rien qui sort d’l’ordinaire, tes p’tits sont endormis (oui) Nothing out of the ordinary, your little ones are asleep (yes)
On t’ligote en tortilla, les fantômes t’incendient, ouais We tie you up in a tortilla, the ghosts set you on fire, yeah
La fille abasourdie, ouais, le chien m’a pas senti, ouais Stunned girl, yeah, dog didn't smell me, yeah
Dans les endroits sensibles, les rues noires sordides In sensitive places, squalid black streets
Drive, drive, drive-moi baby, baby Drive, drive, drive me baby, baby
Ensuite j’me gare sur le toit, ma tain-p' a sa Skydweller Then I park on the roof, my dick has his Skydweller
Un grand verre de Sky miel (baby, j’bois solo) A big glass of Sky honey (baby, I'm drinking solo)
Depuis avant, c’est mes reufs maintenant qu’y’a vrai bénéf' Since before, it's my reufs now that there's real benefit
Ma tain-p' a sa Skydweller, reum a sa Skydweller (baby, j’bois solo) My damn has his Skydweller, reum has his Skydweller (baby, I drink solo)
OG pour la zone, fuck le game, on veut racheter la ville, on sera riche si tu OG for the zone, fuck the game, we want to buy the city, we will be rich if you
m’attends waiting for me
Sous les yeux d’Marie, toutes les prières de la Major Under the eyes of Mary, all the prayers of the Major
On s’retrouve à Saint-Pierre (des flingues et des corbillards) See you in Saint-Pierre (guns and hearses)
Au fond, j'étais jeune, moi, j’voulais voler Deep down, I was young, me, I wanted to fly
Autour du monde et recompter mes millions Around the world and count my millions
Ça pue le crime à ma table It stinks of crime at my table
Tous les prix de mes choix, frais comme tous mes types All the prizes of my picks, fresh like all my types
Un automatique, sans témoins An automatic, without witnesses
Des flingues et des grands trois quarts, derrière les corbillards Guns and big three quarters, behind the hearses
Des flingues et des corbillards, derrière les corps d’hier (des crimes au matin) Guns and hearses, behind yesterday's bodies (Morning crimes)
J’compte tous les torts qu’y’a, la fin, c’est la mort yah (j'ai mon fric au I count all the wrongs there are, the end is death yah (I have my money in
lavage) washing)
Fourmilière, tain-p', on peut t’fournir, on va mourir au soleil Anthill, damn it, we can supply you, we'll die in the sun
Tous taillés sur mesure derrière les corbillards All tailor-made behind the hearses
Drive, drive, drive-moi baby, j’bois solo, j’regarde mes rêves tomber dans l’eau Drive, drive, drive me baby, I drink solo, I watch my dreams fall into the water
Compter mes millions, ça pue le crime à ma table Counting my millions, it stinks of crime at my table
Tous les prix de mes choix, frais comme mes types All the prizes of my picks, fresh like my types
Drive, drive, drive-moi baby, j’bois solo Drive, drive, drive me baby, I'm drinking solo
Un automatique, sans témoins An automatic, without witnesses
J’ai mes plus belles étoiles là-haut I have my most beautiful stars up there
Des flingues et des grands trois quarts Guns and big three quarters
Baby, j’bois solo, des crimes au matin (dri-drive) Baby, I drink solo, crimes in the morning (dri-drive)
La fin, c’est la mort yah The end is death yah
J’ai mon fric au lavage (drive, drive, drive-moi baby, j’bois solo) I got my money in the wash (drive, drive, drive me baby, I drink solo)
Tain-p', on peut t’fournir, on va mourir au soleil Tain-p', we can supply you, we will die in the sun
Tous taillés sur mesure, derrière les corbillards All tailor-made, behind the hearses
Des flingues et des corbillards, derrière les corps d’hier (des crimes au matin) Guns and hearses, behind yesterday's bodies (Morning crimes)
J’compte tous les torts qu’y’a, la fin, c’est la mort yah I count all the wrongs there are, the end is death yah
J’ai mon fric au lavage Got my money in the wash
Fourmilière, tain-p', on peut t’fournir (on va mourir au soleil) Anthill, damn it, we can provide you (we're going to die in the sun)
Tous taillés sur mesure derrière les corbillardsAll tailor-made behind the hearses
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