[Booba - Pinocchio ft. Gato & Damso/ English Translation]

[Intro]
R-R-R-R-R-R-R & Beats...

[Verse 1: Booba]
If I take you out it's for your own good
So you don't do it again
I turned the game into a dictature
That's why I don't get rewarded
If you a gold digga, come I have plenty of dough
No need for morning-after pill, I bust a nut on your nose
Get me food, Daddy's exhausted
I've sold cocain all day
You're on the verge of suicide, I'm by the seashore
Killing you if you touch them, is my role of father
Me too I'm able to make shitty trap tunes
Burnin' greenbacks, to me in hell they'll be of no use
Facial on soul in pain
I'm "halla Madrid" you're Valenciennеs
I still put one over on them
I put harissa into thеir camembert
We are at cross-purpose
I lie in your pussy like Pinocchio
When I'll be done breaking your bones
Go get hara-kiri at Kyoto
Pay-me right away, give my money cash
N***a you were doing a lot better before the clashs
Rappers in record label, by us get castrated
In the street I pay no tax, I'm Monegascan
[Chorus: Booba]
You only smoke punk stuff, only do groceries at Lidl
I'm on OKLM.com, your momma is on Gleeden
If you dodge the uppercut, you' gonna take the middle
To try the 92i, interdit, prohibido, it's forbidden

[Verse 2: Damso]
Onto concrete, kneeling under the pants
I take a step back to better fuck you in the ass, slut
Fuck your cigare, I got my OG Kush
I'm in the doldrums when I go out your butt
She doesn't give good heads, do not have deep throat
French Trap scene, me I cumshot on its torso
Biatch, shut the fuck up, for the price of one I put two fingers
Connexion Brussels to Aulnay-Sous-Bois
Hey slut where do you think we are?
I'm fucking you like a bitch yet you wear the headscarf
With "if" I'd be intouchable like Omar
Capitol 92i new flow black
I lay my boner on big ass, you lay your claim for welfare
The rap game runned out of kerosene for the takeoff
My flow sails off, yours gets older
To unwind I do hostage takings
Some fishscale into cellophane
The detergent in your clip you say it's shit
You're fucking annoying like the dude givin' advices at the gym
I fuck you on the ring and on the instrumental
You've been everywhere like Shy'm's pussy
Dunno if it's true but I'd fuck her laid back
I got grey matter, you got fecal matter
You got micro-penis so you do not measure up to me
Damso
[Chorus: Booba]
You only smoke punk stuff, only do groceries at Lidl
I'm on OKLM.com, your momma is on Gleeden
If you dodge the uppercut, you' gonna take the middle
To try the 92i, interdit, prohibido, it's forbidden

[Verse 3: Gato da Bato]
With cocain I make money
I've spend my life in the bando
I don't wanna count the number of friends
I don't wanna recall the number of soldiers
Our toys are more dangerous than their machetes
Pico we alright, with death we're married
Swat team come knock on my door with kicks
Point their guns at me while asking where he is
What do you mean? That we ain't selling it?
They're saying they've been keeping an eye on me for 3 months
They're saying they got my photo thanks to cameras
Every time they pull up here, they found nothing
The weapons are in the cache, merchandise in a safe
They call the K-9 but it's useless
They arrest me for "trespassing"
Not even 48 hours later, the judge lets me out
My n***as know I could never change
When I cum, hoes feel liberated
My homies' dead, if he knew he'd stayed inside
He was sleeping, stepped out and they murdered him
Three days later, still no news from him
They found three bodies chopped on a sideway
My piracy be really deep, you, you're gonna drown
All we know is stirring and litting shit up
Help!
[Chorus: Booba]
You only smoke punk stuff, only do groceries at Lidl
I'm on OKLM.com, your momma is on Gleeden
If you dodge the uppercut, you' gonna take the middle
To try the 92i, interdit, prohibido, it's forbidden