Ça chuchote [English translation]

[Refrain: Maître Gims, JR O Crom]

Hey guys it’s Wati-B are you crazy or what?

Run off, and tell other people (he ho)

He ho

We jump like Madonna or like Maradona

Hit and break your back (shh)

Sit down there, I’m not done

We have to fart up to the Philippines

Up to Phili Phili

It’s 7; 5 double zero 9, central Paris

Go tell other people (he ho)

In all the hoods they whisper Wati (shh)

So that in all our dates in the auditoria it was he ho

Man they whisper that they feel the flop, it’s shh

[Couplet 1: Maître Gims]

They whisper, they concoct, they chatter, they lisp

That we walk up and down the streets in Dolce Gabbana

There are beefs, that we are the Kings of Paname

“Shh! Come so I explain it to you smart-arse”

Wari wari bana all like the banas banas

My style is black like the shadows, diversified like the internet

I’m not clear, check out a little how I penetrate, get up, undress, throw yourself out of the window

“Shh! Maître Gims is not bad, they whisper that they really like the chicks

Yes aye baby, I assume it’s not haram, I have a polygamous side in me like the Diallos

Hey, I’m going to act like Billy Jean, club to the skull, the enemy is eliminated

Dawala’s got me don’t worry, it’s not done

DJ H-Cue scratch on the vinyl

[Couplet 2: JR O Crom]

Sexion in the game, in the ghettos, we seriously shoot clips in luxury cars

They whisper platinum, roro, that Wati-B is heavy, friend

Friend, we rap dirty in the videos

Concerts, street and radio appearances, gunfire always worse than heat

Man, from your side they whisper two, three discs in the record shops and that smacks of flop

(Let that smack of flop)

The wads and pipes of the Wati-Boss

They whisper new boy band, for the critics: new Wu-Tang

My team whispers huh, don’t worry we’re coming, were are more than determined

[Refrain: Maître Gims, JR O Crom]

Hey guys it’s Wati-B are you crazy or what?

Run off, and tell other people (he ho)

He ho

We jump like Madonna or like Maradona

Hit and break your back (shh)

Sit down there, I’m not done

We have to fart up to the Philippines

Up to Phili Phili

It’s 7; 5 double zero 9, central Paris

Go tell other people (he ho)

In all the hoods they whisper Wati (shh)

So that in all our dates in the auditoria it was he ho

Man they whisper that they feel the flop, it’s shh

[Couplet 3: Barack Adama]

Everywhere they whisper that the 9th Zone is ready to burst onto the scene

What do you want? To fuck up or soil them with your shoes?

There’s Souleymane, play the fool, under the headbutts, dude, you’re going to fall down

But first, pull-up, it’s poulo, I do the work **

Standing there, admit it this bamboula is cool, for that punch ask Boulay

They whisper that Barack Adama is looking for Baraka

That the hustle is great, that it doesn’t want us to run off to Cannes

[Couplet 4: Lefa]

They whisper: “Fuck the Sexion, they are not so strong at exam period”

They whisper that Fall has changed, but you are always fans of his songs

[Couplet 5: Black M]

They whisper: “Crystal disc”, the number one in freestyle

Black M is the starved one who used to behave like a little kid a while back

Head for Pigalle, little flash

Weed in the hand and in your pockets all the tools

[Couplet 6: Lefa]

They whisper “W-A-T-I B” from the ghettos to the plush areas

That’s probably why they shout (whisper that we made money)

[Couplet 7: Black M]

How do I tell you, do you feel Wati-bankruptcy?

No dadia in the strass and in the chaff

Gunned down “Pa! Pa!” the people, yes I almost

Get out of there my team is there, that’s it

[Couplet 8: Lefa]

Man, you tell me about these adventures so that your money bundles get heavy

You tell me of the story of the city, but it seems when they fart you back off

Whoever you are and whatever you’ve done, dude, here you have little influence but

Let me tell you that rumors in this world, it’s like everything, it’s an ephemeral villain

[Refrain: Maître Gims, JR O Crom]

Hey guys it’s Wati-B are you crazy or what?

Run off, and tell other people (he ho)

He ho

We jump like Madonna or like Maradona

Hit and break your back (shh)

Sit down there, I’m not done

We have to fart up to the Philippines

Up to Phili Phili

It’s 7; 5 double zero 9, central Paris

Go tell other people (he ho)

In all the hoods they whisper Wati (shh)

So that in all our dates in the auditoria it was he ho

Man they whisper that they feel the flop, it’s shh

[Outro]

In all the hoods they whisper Wati (shh)

In all the hoods they whisper Wati (shh)

In all the hoods they whisper Wati (shh)

They whisper Wati (shh), they whisper Wati (shh)

• Artist:Sexion d'Assaut