Moneytime Parole - Oldpee

Moneytime Parole by Oldpee

Lamsi
Brr
Yah, yah
Ouais

Négro, j’les baise tellement (Oh)
Niquer ta mère c’est une perte de temps, pétasse, j’peux pas mettre un anneau (Anneau)
J’la baise mais c’est plus comme avant (Qu’avant), California : c’est mon calmant (Bonbon)
Plus l’temps (Oh) d’savoir qui à r’tourner sa veste ? (Quoi ?)

Qui a fuit pendant l’averse ? (Brr) Bin-binks (Bin-binks), bin-binks (Han)
Salope d’vie te r’tient, pénible (Salope), j’sors des tranchées aguerri (‘go), c’est pas l’oseille qui m’a guéri (Oh)
Faire ce cash, bébé, ça guérit pas et ces fils de p’, j’m’en méfie pas
J’suis toujours loin d’la ‘son (‘Son), négro m’dit qu’j’ai changé

On sait pas t’es qui (Qui ?), on sait pas t’es qui (Quoi ?)
Et tu dis qu’j’ai changé mais j’crois qu’t’as câblé, chan-mé (Oh)
Moneytime, high, tous les grammes, taille
Prends les tales, trace, sans dire “bye-bye” (Brr, Si-Sidi’)

Rallume un truc terrible (Terrible), tous ces fils de tains-p’ périssent (Périssent)
C’est pas l’cash qui m’a guéri, elle cherche un train d’vie criminel
Kil’ de zeb atterrissent, kil’ de zeb atterrissent
C’est pas l’cash qui m’a guéri, elle cherche un train d’vie criminel (Criminel)

Jeune demoiselle cherche un criminel
Et y a beaucoup d’choses auxquelles j’suis incriminé (Quoi ?)
On a roulé dans l’fer attendant les ‘ients (Nion)
Tu sais comment on l’fait, c’est pas terminé (No)

On n’a pas d’grands frères, on a mis les gants (Mis les gants)
La night j’revends, c’est pas terminé (C’est pas terminé)
J’fonce tout droit, nos vies sont pas les mêmes (Pas les mêmes)
Et y a beaucoup d’choses auxquelles j’suis incriminé (Incriminé)

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Moneytime Lyrics English

Slums
Brr
Yah, Yah
Yeah

Negro, I f#cks so much (Oh)
Nick your mother is a loss of time, b#tch, I can not put a ring (ring)
I f#ck it but it’s more like before (than before), California: it’s my calming (sweet)
More time (OH) to know who to resort his jacket? (What ?)

Who fleeing during the show? (BRR) bin-binks (bin-binks), bin-binks (Han)
sl#tty of life holds you, painful (sl#t), I are awning seasoned trenches (‘Go), it’s not sorrel who healed me (OH)
Do this cash, babe, it does not heal and these sons of P ‘, I’m not meant
I’m still far from ‘sound (‘ sound), negro tells me that I changed

We do not know you’re who (who?), We do not know you’re who (what?)
And you say that I changed but I crocketed that it was wired, chan-med (oh)
MONEYTIME, HIGH, ALL GRAMS, SIZE
Take the tales, trace, without saying “bye-bye” (brr, if-sidi ‘)

On a terrible (terrible) trick, all these sons of Tains-p ‘perish (perish)
It’s not the cash that healed me, she is looking for a criminal lifestyle
Kil ‘of Zeb land, Kil’ from Zeb land
It’s not the cash that healed me, she is looking for a criminal life (criminal)

Young lady looking for a criminal
And there are many things to which I’m incriminated (what?)
We rolled in the iron waiting for the ‘ie (nion)
You know how we do it, it’s not finished (NO)

We do not have big brothers, we put the gloves (put the gloves)
The night I expect it’s not finished (it’s not over)
I’m running straight, our lives are not the same (not the same)
And there are many things to which I’m incriminated (incriminated)

Oldpee Lyrics – Moneytime