Médicament (feat. Booba)

Bye bye, bye bye, bye
She has red under her heels
She tells me she's in pain
She wants me to be her medicine
She wants to know my secrets
At night, I sleep near the gun
But tell me, what should I do?
I'm still in trouble
I came into the unknown
I'll leave unforgettable
Baby mama is too stubborn
She wants kisses, not shoes
But tell me what I haven't done
I bought her Giuseppe's
But the girl is no longer fooled
She wants outings like in the beginning

Shakulu shaku des shaku (that's life)
Anyway, it's each to their own (that's life)
Shakulu shaku des shaku (that's life)
Anyway, it's each to their own sorrow (that's life)
She tells me to leave the block
Leave the Sinaloa cartel
She tells me she's going to throw my Glock
Mademoiselle wants to make the rules

She stood there waiting for me to apologize
I jumped on my horse, the hookah doesn't light without charcoal
Death's head on the coat of arms at the audition
Tonight, I'll do her dirty, it's normal that I pay the bill
The driver is downstairs, I won't bring you back, it's too much of a mission
But you won't blame me, I'm a jackal, you were right
You say I have no heart, I say it's just bad management
When I showed you the lease, you said 'ouch' without asking questions

Bye bye, bye bye, bye
She has red under her heels
She tells me she's in pain
She wants me to be her medicine
She tells me she's in pain
She tells me she's in pain
She tells me she's in pain
She wants me to be her medicine

Shakulu shaku des shaku (that's life)
Anyway, it's each to their own (that's life)
Shakulu shaku des shaku (that's life)
Anyway, it's each to their own sorrow (that's life)
She tells me to leave the block
Leave the Sinaloa cartel
She tells me she's going to throw my Glock
Mademoiselle wants to make the rules
Shakulu shaku des shaku (that's life)
Anyway, it's each to their own (that's life)
Shakulu shaku des shaku (that's life)
Anyway, it's each to their own sorrow (that's life)
She tells me to leave the block
Leave the Sinaloa cartel
She tells me she's going to throw my Glock
Mademoiselle wants to make the rules

Bad, bad tongue
Baby mama wants children
She wants to know my secrets
At night, I sleep near the gun (near the gun)
But tell me what should I do? (what should I do?)
But tell me how can I do?