Lyrics B.B. Jacques – B.B Jacques-En deuil

 
B.B Jacques-En deuil Lyrics – B.B. Jacques

Singer: B.B. Jacques
Title: B.B Jacques-En deuil

Tino, she says “yes” to me three times
In fact 24 carats was only 3×8 (hey)
Money Time, three point switch
Bonnie Clyde, three pints, baked

She has her eye on my Swiss dial
Young shareholder, soon to be an executive in Switzerland
You were Gray Goose, I was dry Whiskey (eh)
As the other would say, I stay up, I make my little place

We’ve always had balls, we haven’t always had little wads
She probably prefers us in little 〈.?.〉
I wanted to surround myself
I surroundеd myself with leaders, young bossеs (yeah)

I came to distribute middles on young boys (hey)
I make my entry as a leader under full passion
Weight on my shoulders and little patience
The ceiling falls on my head, I don’t want your science

My stomach hurts, I was on the verge of screaming
“Long live the trance”
Cone in the boca as usual
I need a lawyer like Jacques

Too far, I’m not waiting for her to come back
Big tchoin, big joint, drive and cut the contact
So baby, I’m coming on fire
Discreet, mischievous as an arms dealer

I ask forgiveness from God, from my rent-pa
Got my head in the sky like Willy Wonka
Don’t talk to me about love if it’s not to do it (if it’s not to do it)
Cigarette in the mouth after a few drinks

I kept the ardor so that the roles are reversed
I don’t give a f#ck anymore if the blues gets to me
Where were you when Tino was just a model?
You ask us, it’s ok

Truth has its virtues, you ask for that in cash
The guy who got lost gets his place
Don’t make that face, come on, take it
〈qui pro quo?〉 digested very quickly

Twelve voice messages, three want a feat, must
Create the pogo when they expect a beat
Hit in the top corner when they bribe the ref
Weep, like the sky that hides

The evening in front of the cops, there are boxes that crash
‘There are brothers who let go
Facing the plexiglass glass ceiling
If only I had known, there would be no “What’s going on?”

You watch the Aston pass you say “What’s brewing!”
We don’t say if we live who, we don’t say if we hide
He picks up his jacket, picks up his cash
“No, officer, it’s not a fart but it’s just a cigarette” (eh)

“Baby it’s not a wh#re but it’s just a friend”
To my bow, I have more than one string
At your age, I’ll have more than a Ford
Thoroughbred, Arab provides more than a rating

Pure without tobacco, you come more than a friend
Depth of my sentences caresses more than a glottis
Don’t talk to me about love if it’s not to do it (not to do it)
Cigarette in the mouth after a few drinks

I kept the ardor so that the roles are reversed
I don’t give a f#ck anymore if the blues gets to me
Where were you when Tino was just a model?
Tino, she says “yes” to me three times

Three times “yes”
Tino, she says “yes” to me three times
Three times “yes”
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B.B Jacques-En deuil – Terjemahan / Translation

Tino, dia bilang “ya” kepadaku tiga kali
Faktanya 24 karat hanya 3×8 (hei)
Waktu uang, sakelar tiga poin
Bonnie Clyde, tiga pint, dipanggang

Dia memperhatikan dial Swiss saya
Pemegang saham muda, segera menjadi eksekutif di Swiss
Anda angsa abu -abu, saya adalah wiski kering (eh)
Seperti yang lain, saya begadang, saya membuat tempat kecil saya

Kami selalu punya bola, kami tidak selalu memiliki gumpalan kecil
Dia mungkin lebih suka kita dalam 〈.
Saya ingin mengelilingi diri saya sendiri
Saya mengelilingi diri saya dengan para pemimpin, bos muda (ya)

Saya datang untuk mendistribusikan middle pada anak laki -laki (hei)
Saya membuat entri saya sebagai pemimpin di bawah hasrat penuh
Berat di pundak saya dan sedikit kesabaran
Langit -langit jatuh di kepala saya, saya tidak ingin sains Anda

Perutku sakit, aku hampir menjerit
“Hiduplah trance”
Kerucut di boca seperti biasa
Saya membutuhkan pengacara seperti jacques

Terlalu jauh, aku tidak menunggunya kembali
Tchoin besar, sambungan besar, drive dan potong kontak
Jadi sayang, saya terbakar
Bijaksana, nakal sebagai dealer senjata

Saya meminta pengampunan dari Tuhan, dari sewa-pa saya
Mendapatkan kepalaku di langit seperti Willy Wonka
Jangan bicara padaku tentang cinta jika tidak melakukannya (jika tidak melakukannya)
Rokok di mulut setelah beberapa minuman

Saya menyimpan semangat sehingga perannya terbalik
Aku tidak peduli lagi jika blues sampai padaku
Di mana Anda ketika Tino hanya model?
Anda bertanya kepada kami, tidak apa -apa

Kebenaran memiliki kebajikannya, Anda meminta uang tunai itu
Pria yang tersesat mendapatkan tempatnya
Jangan membuat wajah itu, ayolah, ambillah
〈Qui pro quo?  Mencerna dengan sangat cepat

Dua belas pesan suara, tiga menginginkan prestasi, harus
Buat pogo saat mereka mengharapkan beat
Tekan di sudut atas saat mereka menyuap wasit
Menangis, seperti langit yang bersembunyi

Malam di depan polisi, ada kotak yang jatuh
‘Ada saudara yang melepaskan
Menghadap langit -langit kaca plexiglass
Kalau saja saya tahu, tidak akan ada “apa yang terjadi?”

Anda menonton Aston Pass, Anda berkata, “What’s Brewing!”
Kami tidak mengatakan jika kami hidup siapa, kami tidak mengatakan jika kami bersembunyi
Dia mengambil jaketnya, mengambil uang tunai
“Tidak, petugas, itu bukan kentut tapi itu hanya rokok” (eh)

“Sayang itu bukan pelacur tapi itu hanya teman”
Untuk busur saya, saya memiliki lebih dari satu string
Pada usia Anda, saya akan memiliki lebih dari satu ford
Thoroughbred, Arab memberikan lebih dari satu peringkat

Murni tanpa tembakau, Anda datang lebih dari sekadar teman
Kedalaman kalimat saya membelai lebih dari sekadar glotis
Jangan bicara padaku tentang cinta jika tidak melakukannya (jangan lakukan itu)
Rokok di mulut setelah beberapa minuman

Saya menyimpan semangat sehingga perannya terbalik
Aku tidak peduli lagi jika blues sampai padaku
Di mana Anda ketika Tino hanya model?
Tino, dia bilang “ya” kepadaku tiga kali

Tiga kali “ya”
Tino, dia bilang “ya” kepadaku tiga kali
Tiga kali “ya”
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Lyrics B.B. Jacques – B.B Jacques-En deuil

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