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B.B. Jacques- Opium (English translation) Lyrics
[Lyrics to “Opium”]
I do not intend to make an appointment with the CAF
Alone, since my ambitions took up space
Love has reasons that I understood when I saw the price of the ‘cup
In short I’m coming, I’m coming, once again I have to sharpen my canines
I know you’re cuddly, cuddly, that excess damages you
Because stress lives in you, in short, I know it’s not easy you’re stressed
Hyperactive, in short, I know it’s not easy, you’re stressed
We know very well that if there’s a Ford passing by, it’s hot. there are doors slamming in our house
I regret what is wrong with you
I invest, you spend your money, she dumps you, you’re drunk
In the meantime, I’m paying my debt
I had a dream where my head I left it
I built my empire instead of holding the walls of my building
I work more than my rivals, it’s tiring[Verse 2]
Our eyes meet when our paths get tangled
Coffee table is wooded, we pay cash without difficulty
Baby hide my drink in the Lancel bag
We get along like Rocco and Marc Dorcel
Your pretext is good when the clothes come off
When the wolf prowls, we don’t let the dog off the leash
I leave Pense with four English girls
There’s no under-job, there’s no work without stress
The rap çais-fran is ken with the Belgian accent
Here, it’s Paris, there’s no dark angel
Baby, I go dark when I love (eh)
Do I have less to lose than to gain?
I chat with my demons, I lose my mind like Kanye
Doll, where were you when I was writing these phases?
The kiss on the mouth becomes the kiss of the devil
History, there are those who write it and there are those who mourn it
Am I an artist if I become a rapper?
Authentic or actor?
That being said my baby is crying
Don’t cry, be strong, I wouldn’t make another nympho than you
It’s all in the gesture, my baby in a thong wants a Pamper’s baby
I’ll make a mini Jacques as soon as I’ve finished the banger
And then farted too bad, I don’t measure the extent
What do you say ? Hey, what is resentment?
They will be silent forever if I raise my voice
Who do we rely on if we abandon faith?
Without any insistence, I fuck you, what is it?
I took some distance, let her drink
She tells me that life is beautiful, I tell her let me believe her
Coffee or glass of sky? (Ooh, ooh)
Don’t reduce culture to Fred from Sky’, huh
Coffee or glass of sky?
Coffee or glass of sky?
Don’t reduce culture to Fred from Sky'[Verse 3]
I let off steam on a violin that kisses my head, maybe
He has something to blame himself for when I talk to him, he lowers his head, maybe
And I let off steam on a violin that kisses my head, maybe
He has something to blame himself for when I talk to him, he lowers his head, maybeFuck the buzz, I refused to brag about the thickness of my kichta on the drill
I swore to myself to make accessible what I have not within my reach
Hoping that above, we are corda
Tonight, a wholesaler died, there was resin left on the knife that stabbed him
18 Plan A, No Plan B
An eighteen years of age to your health
This is the end of the Lyrics