Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Villa, artist - Shay. Album song Antidote, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol Music France
Song language: French
Villa(original) |
Trust me |
Maman, dors à la villa |
Maman, t’auras la ville |
Mais pas n’importe quelle ville |
Regarde comment c’est dehors |
Maman, dors à la villa |
Maman, t’auras la ville |
Mais pas n’importe quelle ville |
Regarde comment c’est dehors |
Valeureuse jamais le quer-man, on fera c’qui a à faire |
J’suis dispensée de clémence, l’autre joue tirée d’affaire |
La rue est un aimant, j’hésite à sortir le fer |
Ce soir un fils est mort mais c’est sa mère qu’on enterre |
Dehors plus rien n’m’attire sauf sur balcon de jolies vue |
Mon frère n’a pris que 6 mois, il y eut de jolies peines |
La vie c’est vraiment bizarre, qu’est-ce qu’on a eu chaud l’hiver |
La vie c’est vraiment bizarre, qu’est-ce qu’on a eu chaud l’hiver |
Maman, dors à la villa |
Maman, t’auras la ville |
Mais pas n’importe quelle ville |
Regarde comment c’est dehors |
Maman, dors à la villa |
Maman, t’auras la ville |
Mais pas n’importe quelle ville |
Regarde comment c’est dehors |
Maman dehors c’est gang, gang, gang |
Gang, gang, gang |
Gang, gang, gang |
Gang, gang, gang |
Regarde ça dégénère, ça fait ratata |
Et j’ai l’air d'être née à Bagdad |
Pourquoi s’affaler? |
La panse n’est même pas pleine |
Des loups affamés, la lune n’est même pas pleine |
Dégénère, passe par la te-por |
J’serai égérie, sans que j’m’adapte à eux |
Pourquoi s’affaler? |
La panse n’est même pas pleine |
Des loups affamés, la lune n’est même pas pleine |
Maman, dors à la villa |
Maman, t’auras la ville |
Mais pas n’importe quelle ville |
Regarde comment c’est dehors |
Maman, dors à la villa |
Maman, t’auras la ville |
Mais pas n’importe quelle ville |
Regarde comment c’est dehors |
Maman dehors c’est gang, gang, gang |
Gang, gang, gang |
Gang, gang, gang |
Gang, gang, gang |
Trust me |
(translation) |
Trust me |
Mom, sleep at the villa |
Mom, you'll have the city |
But not just any city |
Look how it is outside |
Mom, sleep at the villa |
Mom, you'll have the city |
But not just any city |
Look how it is outside |
Valorous never the quer-man, we will do what has to be done |
I am exempt from leniency, the other cheek off the hook |
The street is a magnet, I hesitate to take out the iron |
Tonight a son is dead but it's his mother we bury |
Outside, nothing attracts me except on the balcony with pretty views |
My brother only took 6 months, there were pretty sorrows |
Life is really weird, how hot have we been in the winter |
Life is really weird, how hot have we been in the winter |
Mom, sleep at the villa |
Mom, you'll have the city |
But not just any city |
Look how it is outside |
Mom, sleep at the villa |
Mom, you'll have the city |
But not just any city |
Look how it is outside |
Mom outside it's gang, gang, gang |
gang, gang, gang |
gang, gang, gang |
gang, gang, gang |
Look at it degenerating, it's ratata |
And I look like I was born in Baghdad |
Why collapse? |
The belly ain't even full |
Hungry wolves, the moon ain't even full |
Degenerate, go through the te-por |
I will be muse, without my adapting to them |
Why collapse? |
The belly ain't even full |
Hungry wolves, the moon ain't even full |
Mom, sleep at the villa |
Mom, you'll have the city |
But not just any city |
Look how it is outside |
Mom, sleep at the villa |
Mom, you'll have the city |
But not just any city |
Look how it is outside |
Mom outside it's gang, gang, gang |
gang, gang, gang |
gang, gang, gang |
gang, gang, gang |
Trust me |