Song: | SPIDER |
Singer: | GIMS, DYSTINCT |
Music: | Géante Rouge, Maximum Beats, Young Bouba, Narco Verra, GIMS |
Lyrics: | GIMS, DYSTINCT |
SPIDER Lyrics English Translation
Baba-baba, baba-baba
Maximum
Ok, eh, eh, baby, I admit I live in excess
For short trips I take out the Féfé
I prefer that to the Audi TT
So Spider for this summer
I’m always stuck at Cartier
Kelly bag to shock them
Tonight, you’re my trophy
Ah, you’re my life, ah
My life, ah
I only saw you, my love, let’s go
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le
Sold-out concert in Düsseldorf
Pumped up like Usain Bolt
I’m in the boat, I’m crossing the era
I go shopping on a day off
The jet lands in Lausanne (Lausanne)
And I’m dressed like Muzan (Muzan)
And black glasses when I see them (ah)
And mysterious like Oda (One Piece)
Ok, eh, eh, baby, I admit I live in excess
For short trips I take out the Féfé
I prefer that to the Audi TT
So Spider for this summer
I’m always stuck at Cartier
Kelly bag to shock them
Tonight, you’re my trophy
Ah, you’re my life, ah
My life, ah
I only saw you, my love, let’s go
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le
Mint tea, Marrakech (Marrakech)
Now mama settled in Rolex (Rolex)
Relaxed, I’m in business class (hum)
Showcase Dubai, Bottega bag full of cash
They’re shocked, millions of dollars
It doesn’t shock me, I’m in the mood
The memory, we haven’t forgotten, everything is in
I put thousands at LV, Paname
Oh, my heart, my heart
There’s love and there’s money
Oh, my heart, my heart
Welcome to my world
Ok, eh, eh, baby, I admit I live in excess
For short trips I take out the Féfé
I prefer that to the Audi TT
So Spider for this summer
I’m always stuck at Cartier
Kelly bag to shock them
Tonight, you’re my trophy
Ah, you’re my life, ah
My life, ah
I only saw you, my love, let’s go
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le (ah, le-le-le-le)
Ah, le-le-le-le-le
Excess of love, I think I’ll pass my turn
We have everything to take, but it depends on us
I left the towers, but the heart is in the oven
My feelings in a sequential box
Oh, oh, don’t invite him to the city, he’ll upset the rrain-té, yeah
Upset the rrain-té, upset the rrain-té
Oh, oh, don’t invite him to the city, he’ll upset the rrain-té, hum
Upset the rrain-té, oh, oh, upset the rrain-té, hum