Game Over [English translation]
Game Over [English translation]
Crime & music , that's what I like
Everyday that God makes
Cash , that's what I make
I'm fresh , I'm pimped
You're here , you rap while getting screwed
You don't want to drop the steak
You really think you are tough
I've got some ready new sound
I'm the great saviour
I've got my ghetto blaster
I'm in my Range Rover
Young ladies are hot
Because the planet's heating up
92 if you want to get girls , 09 on the stoves
See you under the porch
Me & my partners , these wrankers
Tatoos until our chests
Four years of rent in our pockets
Your grand-mother recognized me
When she saw me at the Star Academy show
I'm a half-blood like Bop Man
I'm a star
Us , all we want is to make money
Ask 92i , boo
Bro you're hating , I'm getting out of the arena
Driving a new Mac Laren
Pass the weed
& Chicken Wings' sound
We debit diamonds in broadband
Ask Tony Blings
Your game's over , game over ..
I go down to Saint-Tropez , with my heavy mates
Bikini's compulsory , to get in the Lamborghini
MC , give me your hand
So I can crush my joint butt
Flipping sono in the trunk
More place to put a bro in it
Fans imitate me , spend their lives spying on me
My sneakers smell biatches
Too many chicks at my feet
I've made it without any drag
I'm a professional
I make sluts smile
As well as concessionaires
West side , Pantheon , slack period
Yeah yeah , you know that
Equipped with a double cap
I make easy money
Many diamonds on my watch
I no longer know what time it is
My 9mm gun at home
Put on the bulletproof vest
I'll stop when I shoud do so
I won't make one album over
Everybody can make it
No ghetto has no bars
& When life will crush me
Like its worst adversary
Come & see me at the Colosseum
Because I won't be at the cemetery
My game will be over , game over ..
30 millions of MCs in my stomach
First round , KO
Man you're brain dead
Golden disc but you don't look like having one
You stink like defeat
I've got a flipping salary
Frigging hell !
I'm coming from down there , I've made it like you
I stand up to show some love
So I have the problems of rich people
& Problems of poors
I was said "B2O , what's up ?"
I always want to screw like a bonobo monkey
Once they've tasted my body
It's hard to get rid of them
I still have to count my money , money
That means I didn't get enough
Don't go out the same day as I do
You're going to get beaten up
I set fire , don't call the fire brigade
They are going to get stoned
Dethrone me ? Who could do it ?
I've got so many phone numbers
I don't even know who I should screw
Topless , I have no high collar
Long sips of Tenessee
Mi , micro in my hand
I have alot of plans ..
Your game will be over ..
- Artist:Booba