300 [Henri] [English translation]
300 [Henri] [English translation]
[Intro]
This is the Motel and Roméo Elvis
[Chorus]
How will you manage ?
I have three hundred friends on my phone
I have three hundred friends on my phone
And I have three hundred friends on my GSM
How will you pay ?
I don't accept cards nor cheques
I don't accept cards nor cheques
And I only know one fully licked mast
[Verse 1]
You say we're not gonna do it
Those who talked are dead
Drowned in the ocean of their promises
While I was taking a piece
Of course it's easier to fuck them when you possess a big dick
But I still want the honors
But I still want all the golden records
I can't explain it, I'm only using 5% of my capacities
Quote one man able to rap on the instrumentals like me
Able to smoke like dad or Caba
The way of doing things is close to the word "perfect"
Only my ego needs to change (oh really ?)
We don't need bulletproof vests : they're as dangerous as a hamsters' attack
[Chorus]
How will you manage ? (how will you manage ?)
I have three hundred friends on my phone (tu-tu-tut)
I have three hundred friends on my phone (1, 2, 3, 4)
And I have three hundred friends on my GSM
How will you pay ? (How will you pay ?)
I don't accept cards nor cheques (I'm belgian)
I don't accept cards nor cheques (no)
And I only know one fully licked mast (tu-tu-tut)
[Bridge]
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels, huh
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels, huh
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
[Verse 2]
Six hundred centimetres to hide (what is it ?)
My dick or the body of a crocodile sleeping like a fossil along the shore
Be careful or I will insert it
Their passion is wearing clothes (hahahaha)
Their job is producing shit
They've been carried by a few brands (really) like yesterday's dude and yesterday's dude
What ? Me, I don't see success in a big car or real diamonds
Since I was a child, I wanted to be on stage, and it's even better if the meal is sweet
What ? You ? Followers suck up to rappers high on drugs, they need to be stopped
We drink Fristis1 without a straw in one go and you know it
It goes Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Way too much chattering (too much chattering)
Because you're not a virgin anymore doesn't mean you're a lady
Social networks stink of sex (yeah) : fat asses on Insta (yeah)
Fat whores on snapchat and deceived followers
[Chorus]
How will you manage ? (how will you manage ?)
I have three hundred friends on my phone (tu-tu-tut)
I have three hundred friends on my phone (1, 2, 3, 4)
And I have three hundred friends on my GSM
How will you pay ? (How will you pay ?)
I don't accept cards nor cheques (I'm belgian)
I don't accept cards nor cheques (no)
And I only know one fully licked mast(tu-tu-tut)
[Bridge]
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels, huh
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels, huh
Brussels, Brussels, Brussels
[Outro]
Yeah, I'm hurt
Yeah, I'm hurt
(Yeah, I'm hurt)
Yeah, I'm hurt
Hey (yeah, I'm hurt), hey, hey
I changed the end of the song for Grandpa : he is leaving us
We'll take care of Grandma, don't worry about it (yeah, I'm hurt)
Yeah, I'm hurt
Yeah, I'm hurt
Even though I could say goodbye
Yeah, I'm hurt
It feels good to sing it
Yeah, I'm hurt
Yeah, I'm hurt
Yeah, I'm hurt
This is the best way to tell you "goodbye"
You still had a good life
I just wanted you to see me fill up Forest
From where you are, you see me kicking asses, of course
I'm hurt
Of course I'm hurt
Yeah, I'm hurt
1. Brand of fruity milk drinks
- Artist:Roméo Elvis
- Album:Colors