Friday [English translation]

[Intro]

That way we wake them up

Wake up to the sound of kalash

Hey

[Verse 1]

They are woken up to the sound of the kalash, the backs full of shit

I'll be at least in the ass of your bitch when I take the knockout

Pass the gos, spend the euros, spend the years

Pass the clashes, wars, my career is cellophane

The Ford Mondeo will tell you I committed crimes I'm not proud

I'm with Theo, we fuck the cops, I'm hanging out with my iron panties

Despise the game, control the game for years

Road paved with petals, evil flower never faded

The Virgin Mary and Jesus Christ look at me awry

I charge all summer, I charge all winter, I do dirty

The weapon of war loaded in the trunk is only a detail

Million euros for me, the roro is just a metal

[Pre-chorus]

"I have faith in little but not anything" I tell him in the champagne room

I will see all these sons of whores, their health I fight the balls

Go Blues, go Lions, I'm a little of both

Every kiss we need, ask D2R2

[Refrain]

Every day Negro is Friday

S Sixty-Cinco, I wrinkled, for Senegalese

Big salary of Atlético as never

I did the right thing

Every day Negro is Friday

S Sixty-Cinco, I wrinkled, for Senegalese

Big salary of Atletico as never

I did the right thing

[Verse 2]

You're full of "wesh the mif", "salam cousin", "what are the stuff?"

Your fucking child's face does not tell me anything that's worth

I have trouble with humans because animal instinct

I spit, keep fishing, whore, he'll have to go

At home y'a eels under rock, at home y'a kalash under the sheet

When the wheel turns I bugger you, I call it the Karmasutra

You're good at doing MMA, I'm gonna make you eat your RSA

You deny the facts but I was there, you have 6 stars in GTA

It takes 10 years, K.O debut goes to the assizes

Justice has two speeds, the Lamborghini has six

When I was a child, a lot of naughty rope on the neck

Venus of Milo, anus of J-Lo, I want everything

[Pre-chorus]

"I have faith in little but not anything" I tell him in the champagne room

I will see all these sons of whores, their health I fight the balls

Go Blues, go Lions, I'm a little of both

Every kiss we need, ask D2R2

[Refrain]

Every day Negro is Friday

S Sixty-Cinco, I wrinkled, for Senegalese

Big salary of Atlético as never

I did the right thing

Every day Negro is Friday

S Sixty-Cinco, I wrinkled, for Senegalese

Big salary of Atletico as never

I did the right thing

• Artist:Booba
• Album:Trône