[Booba - 4G/ English Translation]

[Intro]
Eh
Biatch on my side, I'm headin' to Paris
Y'know I mean or what?
The Punisher
Yeah

[Verse 1]
The shipment price varies, the Louboutins match the Ferrari
I ain't your bruh, there's no “akhi”
To go at war I am Russkov, to go shopping I'm Qatari
I want the flow of your pussy, I want the funds of Jacques Attali
I told her "Can I slip it inside?", she told me "I wanna slip on Cavalli"
Gray is the matter, black is the habit
Will she blow me for some Armani?
These n***as are eight but these n***as are frail
Me and glory, best buddies
Everything is allowed in my federation
Dеflagrations are celebrations
I did lеarn my lesson, school playground, segregation
I'ma beat the shit out of you, they're gonna replay the action
M-A-D-M-A-X generation
I'm a selfie, you're photo booth at train station
I got cop friends, guards for pals in prison
Not out of kindness, to let in iPhone 6S
Not out of kindness, to let in iPhone 6S

[Chorus]
Into the future I gotta call Houston should there be a problem
By 11.43, Greco-Roman wrestling gets outweigh
I got some three W, I own a few domain names
I got McLarens, fuck a BM

[Verse 2]
Who are you son of bitch? That's the question I voiced
Simplicity is to kill who is opposed
Customers got theirs dose
My diamonds are within rose gold
I'm defendin' the turf like Emerson
I have millions of Benjamin, you have wads of Jefferson
They name that horror
You have no followers, your fame is no more
Street like OG Maco
I'd rather be on my playstation than D2 at Sochaux-Montbéliard
I want to post my cock, penetrate every social medias
Dark rate-pi as far as Alger, what will stop me? Not 4G
N***a if you don't wanna lose, don't play
If I take my leave, you leave too, duh! Of course yeah
French rap has hit the skids, I've changed the exhaust
I was in your hlel's ass just a week ago
I'm crumbling the H, I'm making pass dec'
These sons of wimps are low-def'
Six in the cylinder, I'll eventually manage to make it
Leonidas state of mind, fucking great grandmothers, only this work
Vaffanculo from all of Italy
I'ma push you out of the game like a Coulibaly
Go ask wolves to display humanism
I could swear I met Manny
They were conceived from the buttocks
We took the upper hand from the bottom
Get your royalties, not even a dozen bucks
No one watches you like handball
I treat you like n***a in plantation
400 years of whipping, you did not learn your lesson
Shut the fuck up and take your coins
I still spend money from "Panthéon"
On big toe a white label
Will never apply for Medicare
Number one, I've never been more certain
Mounts and marvels can be found far from Montfermeil
[Chorus]
Into the future I gotta call Houston should there be a problem
By 11.43, Greco-Roman wrestling gets outweigh
I got some three W, I own a few domain names
I got McLarens, fuck a BM

[Outro]
Turfu!