Текст и перевод песни Sefyu - Crouille

Crouille

Oh poupée c ds la boite
Toi éh tu brilles com un spot ecoute tora la cote ac lé cocotes tkt mn pote ah wéé ta plu dpotes ke d capotes a la conquete du succée tu succe et crapote Crouille tu roules pas tu décapote du CARA a l entrée d clubs tt ca pr monter ke t du club

La queue te reconnais pas comme ta di c pr les timpes la queue entre un ... la foule se rince lé yeux a l'intérieur stafullah tu croi ds lé yeux com ds un clip de USHER tm l'air avc lé crasseuses
Leves les bras vla tes gar du neuf trois ceux ki ont vécu tte t galeres d'hier
SMIRNOF ds les artères come VINCE CARTER le bling bling tentend il é d'ssu Jay Z c SEAN CARTER
C'nest pas Tony montana mais AL PACINO moi C Sefyu MOLO com t pas d'chez nous

{Refrain}:

Crouille
Tu valais pas mieux k'ca...
Crouille
Tu n'valais pas mieux k'ca mieux k'ça
Crouille
Tu n'valais pas mieux k'ca...
Crouille
Tu n'valais pas mieux k'ca mieux k'ça
Crouille
Tu n'valais pas mieux k'ca...
Crouille
Tu n'valais pas mieux k'ca mieux k'ça
Crouille
Tu n'valais pas mieux k'ca...
Crouille
Tu n'valais pas mieux k'ca mieux k'ça

Oh t pas a l'aise ac lé shoes AIR MAX choqué de voir t potes classé EX com d fouves ke ta couché
Un ptit peu d'piquant tu preferes lé adiagues ... tu marches com un chlague
Les mirroirs te reconaissent plu
Lunettes teintés ds lnoir tu cherches un blaz de rappeur
MC BROUILLARD?
On met pa d'gazoile ds une fusée ta foncer dans l'fossée
A poil t faux airs en toque usée soi un zouké avec le zink oute la vodka arosée
La honte ta péter lbivon cloune bozo pa nédo trp de tchéboudgene a la fiction ta véritée mange de l'eau é au desert de l'eau!
T étono comme les colonéz a la vincent MC DOOM ta reconaissance elle flotte dans une boom zoum Crouille c bon ta griller dc débrouilles toi Crouille tu t foutu ds la merde Crouille

REFRAIN {* 1}

Est ske tu baiz? nannn nann
Ta plu dpéz? wééé
Tu sais fo metre de l'essence ds ta gross caisse!
Wéééé
T'est H S? wééé
Et les gonzesses? nann
" En + jtavé bien dit de m'mettre a laiz"

Crouille Oh la vache tu séches ta plu la peche t rester derriere la page ecrasé com une punaise fini les cocktails de retour a la bouteille de Limonade stéf stof featuring avec la péz
Eh la célébrité n'a pa d'P- Q wé jréfléch-i bien avant daplé tn iéche
ASSEZ la chute c le sozie de la réussite
C'est une foi ds l'cercueil ke le + en felicite
L'argents n'a pa d'odeurs mais lui i'tsent quand t grave ... tu crames plu tu comptes lé balssons
Crouille
Tu valais pa mieux k'ça
Eh si ta pa compri fini les "UTSIDE OUEST SIDE!"

REFRAIN!

Crouille

Oh baby, you're in the box
You shine like a spotlight, now listen to the score with the hookers, don't worry my friend, oh yeah, you have no more friends than condoms. In the conquest of success, you suck and spit. Crouille, you don't roll, you decapote from the CARA at the entrance of the clubs, all this to show that you're from the club.

The line doesn't recognize you, like you said it's for the studs. The line goes in a ... the crowd rinses their eyes. Inside, stafullah, you believe in the eyes like in a USHER clip, you play the part with the dirty girls.
Raise your hands, here are your boys from nine-three, those who lived all your yesterday's misery.
SMIRNOFF in the arteries like VINCE CARTER, the bling bling can be heard, it's from Jay Z, it's SEAN CARTER.
It's not Tony Montana but AL PACINO, me, SEFYU MOLO, like you're not from here.

{Refrain}:

Crouille
You weren't any better than that...
Crouille
You weren't any better than that, better than that.
Crouille
You weren't any better than that...
Crouille
You weren't any better than that, better than that.
Crouille
You weren't any better than that...
Crouille
You weren't any better than that, better than that.
Crouille
You weren't any better than that...
Crouille
You weren't any better than that, better than that.

Oh, you're not comfortable with the AIR MAX shoes, shocked to see your buddies classified as EXes, like the fools you slept with.
A little bit of spice, you prefer adiagues ... you walk like a faggot.
The mirrors don't recognize you anymore.
Tinted glasses in the dark, you're looking for a rapper's name.
MC BROUILLARD?
You don't put diesel in a rocket, you crashed into the ditch.
Naked, your fake airs in a used toque, be a zouk with the zinc, all the watered-down vodka.
The shame, you've broken the bivouac, the clown, the bozo, not too much chumbo in the story, your truth, eat some water and in the desert, water!
You're as stunned as the colonists in the vincent MC DOOM, your recognition, it floats in a boom boom Crouille, it's good, you're grilled, so get yourself out of it, Crouille, you've screwed up, Crouille.

REFRAIN {* 1}

Do you fuck? Nooo Nooo
Don't you have a weight anymore? Yeahhhh
You know you have to put gas in your big box!
Yeahhhh
Are you H S? Yeahhhh
And the chicks? Nooo
"In addition, I told you to leave me alone"

Crouille Oh my god you dry up you don't have the peach anymore stay behind the page crushed like a thumbtack finished the cocktails back to the lemonade bottle steph stop featuring with la pez.
Hey fame doesn't have a p-q yeah i'll think it over before i punch your ieche.
Enough the fall is the sozie of success.
It's once in the coffin that the most is congratulated.
Money has no smell but it stinks when you're seriously... you don't burn anymore, you count the balloons.
Crouille
You weren't any better than that.
And if you didn't get it, no more "UTSIDE OUEST SIDE!"

REFRAIN!