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